Frizz

Here is a picture of the camera and yes, well me sort of too.

We planted the plants today and during the course of watering, moving - I didn’t even do the digging - I managed to sprain my shoulder, the final straw being opening the car boot, I know… but I think it really was a sprain in the waiting and rip my finger on some kind of bush that attacked me. The upshot being I’m feeling a little bit sorry for myself, but the plants are looking good.

And then I got a bit too close and remembered that Bees sting.

Happy person… the memory stick arrived. I was going to go to work, but somehow that didn’t happen…

and instead I discovered that we have rather a lot of Bumble Bees in the garden.

Camera is ready and waiting, but the memory stick still hasn’t arrived, which is very very frustrating.

I have two of the biggest ulcers, one on either side of my mouth - ouch! No one could understand me today, it hurt too much to speak properly.

Started reading “The History of Love” by Nicole Krauss (I’ve never had so many people recommend a book) and am really enjoying it - thanks Kat.