Well, it’s the last day of February and 6pm and I’ve just come in from sitting in the garden reading. Granted, it was only for a quarter of an hour and my bum was frozen, but a song thrush was serenading me, the sky and water was rosy pink, and there were evening sounds from the ducks and otherlittle creatures.

It’s been a good day. Creative Writing was excellent as usual. I intended to spend the afternoon gardening and the evening polishing up my TMA (it’s due in at midnight!) but I began working on my TMA while I was ’snoozling’ after lunch and sent it off. Then I remembered that JOhn needed a prescription collected, so while I was out I went to the garden centre and bought potatoes. Charlotte for salad, Maris Piper for chips, and Marvona for jackets. John is going to cut out the bottom of our two extraneous dustbins (we have wheelie bins now) and I will plant two types in them. The other type can go in the plot. I also bought a winter flowering jasmine for the bottom of the garden, and one of those portable (blow awayable) greenhouses.

I probably should have gardened when I came back, but we had a cuppa, I surfed the net, and sat outside.

The evening ahead is unexpectedly free. I was lazy and bought a pizza, and we’ll have wine. Oh life is good.