One of the great things about being self-employed is that it is my party and I can cry if I want to. What I mean is my life is flexible.  Today it rained.  I said “I don’t mind if we don’t do any work”. So we drank coffee and ate cake whilst listening to old vinyls. We sat on the big sofa and chatted and laughed and watched whilst Max acted the fool.  Sometimes there is more to life than gardening. Strange but true.

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