I find that I'm losing interest in this; I feel so tired. It's been quite hot on-and-off the last few weeks, so sitting up here in the third bedroom/study is not comfortable and it's hard to concentrate on writing anything. I've also been having a garden makeover, spending getting on for three thousand quid, so if the weather's nice I should be out there; else what's the point? But it has been worth it:
However it's been marred by trouble with local kids playing ball and constantly kicking or hitting (depending on which game they're playing) their balls in my garden and demanding them back; it came to a head a couple of weeks ago. Last Tuesday I played possum when a couple of balls came over in quick succession; they didn't get them back and never will. It's been over a week now since they last played, thank God.