Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

The window had blown out of the shed again with the overnight gale. The horns I’d been spraying gold in there needed rescuing from the garden. The car, the nice shiny car, now covered in sticky petals from the cherry tree. decided that if I was coughing and spluttering, it might as well join in. Nothing major, but it meant a trip to the local motoring centre for supplies and a long run to try and clear the problem. The alternative doesn’t bear thining about…

The short Sunday at work turned into a major debate and took a lot longer than usual. The other son was at the hospital with a granddaughter… nothing serious, but …

At least it was sunny. The racing clouds revealed clear blue skies and the spring flowers are in bloom.

The manuscript for the workshop needed re-checking, polishing and the formatting finishing. The dog wanted…