under another sun

Lorraine in recovery mode today, however we did squeeze out to buy another little garden table and chairs, plus a power jet cleaner to clean our decking. Lorraine recovering on her lounger and I put the table and power jet thing together.  Started to clean the decking which was rather fun. We really need to have an outside tap for that kind of thing, as we have a weird kitchen tap which the hose keeps slipping off. I did the spraying and Lorraine got periodically drenched and furious in the kitchen. Still the decking looked lots better afterwards. Lorraine smoothed, we had dinner and happily watched a cop show on TV. I have decided that black and white is the future. Look at this one I took in Guernsey.

Working on poems this morning, as well as talking briefly to Clem about the state of the decking. The wood that is currently strewn around the garden we've arranged to have collected on Thursday. The special joists to finish the job on the side passage, have been delays and promises broken, which means the job could remain unfinished for some time. Next thing to look forward to is an invasion of plumbers and tilers coming to fix our bathroom upstairs in a couple of weeks, at more cost and disruption. Thankfully, Lorraine showing signs of being somewhat better now. She crept down with me to the fish and chip shop (I'd had a sudden craving) and back, her first time venturing outside since last Thursday, and was on the phone talking to her team. First walk for a few days. While Lorraine has been properly ill, I have also been off colour with a persistent sore throat etc. the unusually high levels of  pollen may account for this. I walked up to the Hillfort, and in the woods ...