Not much to report this week as work has been a bit busy and I’ve had a bit of a cold – you know – the type of cold that turns your face into a ball of slime. Not nice.
The good thing is, after hearing the Swifts screeching last night, I saw a couple on the way to work this morning. It seems the birds know summer is on the way even if the weather doesn’t – it’s hammered it down for the past couple of days, turning the garden into a pond.
Party tomorrow for my Dads 70th then hopefully a bit of sea fishing on Sunday, not sure where yet but I think the BLAS boys are having a match up at Fleetwood so we may join them up there for an hour or two.