Monday 24th March 2025

What a difference a week makes: last week I had six audit reports to write, this Monday I had to wait in for the boiler man to service the heating.

And that was it.

I was going to get Jools to drop me off in Westcliffe when she went to work, and then me wander home. But not really trusting my back, and no knowing when the boilerman was due. Coupled with thick early fog meant I cancelled that.

I cleaned the cooker through the day, as well as mowed the meadow beside the hedge. The grass, Cleavers and Hedge Garlic grows so thick there, there's no chance for wild flowers, so I razed it. And pretty much most of the area west of the path will be left to its own devices and not be seeded any more, as its underneath the washing line so will get trampled.

Saying that, the Cowslips seem to thrive there and are spreading well. Also its where the last of the Fennel is hanging on, mainly thanks to its deep taproot.

Battle will be met again later this year.

The boilerman came, did his stuff and left.

I had oatcakes for lunch, and then settled down with Scully for some Bangers and Cash "action".

Being a Monday, Jools and I went to the gym, me to do half an hour on the bike to get the blood pumping, and listen to some old tunes. It was manic in the sports centre, we find the last parking space and walk to the entrance.

Upstairs in the gym, it was mad too, but my machine was empty, so I programmed it for my session, fitted the headphones and got pedalling.

Back home, I make sausage rolls for supper, which we watch as England kicked off against Estonia.

Not good stuff, but England won 3-0 against Estonia.