1. I hear the clink of the gate, and look up expecting it to be another plotholder – well, I guess it is technically. John and Lily let themselves in and I show them around all the changes.
1b. The hens pull at the dandelion leaves. I’d nearly not bothered to bring any weeds home for them but they attack them with such abandon that I’m glad I did.
2. The best burger I’ve had in a long, long time. John cooks them with ghee, onions and garlic, and drapes them in smoked cheese. Fab.
3. I count up my crochet squares: I’ve done more than I thought. I’ll start the final push tomorrow.
3b. My girls, sitting with me as I hook. Strange, by my side, purrs whenever I stroke my lap lady, Tilda.
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