It's Monday morning and I am doing my bit for church today (did lots yesterday, including a reading at 5 minutes' notice because the person pencilled in didn't come along) .
Today I am helping in the church garden in readiness for afternoon tea on Friday in that space. I am worried about digging up something untoward! Our little church garden is more prone to vandalism that becoming overgrown and that's a shame. This is the bit of kit I am using, and I will go at it unsupervised. Considering my Dad won't let me use his lawn mower, I think this may go some way to proving to him that I could be let loose with it.
As you may have seen from a previous post, my friend Helen came to stay over the weekend and set a world record for chatting! It was good to see her though.
On a more curious note, we seem to have started a campaign for our local pub to acquire a goat. Not sure how that happened; drink was involved (and Cas).