Today I have received a letter telling me that they are fitting a smart meter. I can call them to set a date or they can just call in when they are passing. It did read, 'call us or else'. I need to strip down the dining room and kitchen anyway and they will need to move furniture around to get at the meters, so it is an incentive. Of course, my leg is very bad, so I can't do much standing, and I am at the hospital to see if a spot is a rodent ulcer tomorrow, so I may have to prioritise. It won't kill me. I can finish ironing the scraps of sari material while I have the ironing board out and crack on with the English piecing I have been trying. I have sewn three hexagons - that is, tacked or basted the fabric onto three hexagon templates. It was at the Church Knit and Natter and I got distracted by some serious gossip.
I've tried taking some photos, but my phone isn't up to all this sun. This is the best I've managed.
These are lovely blossoms for May. According to Shakespeare, rough winds do shake the darling buds of May. According to the weather forecast, that should happen Friday.