A comma and a giant courgette

A pause to restore my energy. Tired after a day out in London, this last covid bug has made me feel like I aged ten years in a couple of weeks. Hopefully this isn't permanent. A bit of pottering in the garden. Lorraine had borrowed a large strimmer from Beth and James (which they call Rambo, on account of it being a bit of a beast of a machine). Lorraine had been busy yesterday trimming hedges and so on with it. 

Took delivery of five teeshirts for the more generously-proportioned gentleman about town, which were in a sale. 

Below is a comma, a butterfly I snapped in the back garden. Gorgeous innit. Also look at the size of this courgette! 1.44 kg and no mistake.