Sproing

“I enjoy the spring more than the autumn now. One does, I think, as one gets older.” 

Virginia Woolf, Jacob's Room

Days are becoming warm enough to prompt motorcycling, and it was a cold but invigorating dash down the hill for work yesterday. The Italian Princess has new shoes, and she fair flung herself into the corners - emboldened with all the promises of warmer weather that the 1st of September heralds.

Meantime spring means that much younger folk get all dewy eyed and, er, buy a puppy? Meet our "GrandPup" Ella - gorgeous!

And puppy makes three

The previously cutest puppy in the extended family now sits forlornly outside looking in - oh how the mighty have fallen.

Let me in ya mongrels

Warmer weather has also prompted us to think of wood for next winter! So we put our pile of crappy pine on Gumtree last week and great balls of "resin choking" fire a bloke came along and bought it all. So now we have space for proper logs which will delivered soon and then be therapeutically cut up over the next few months in anticipation of the great cold in '19.

Posing with pine

We were going to spend a few column inches moaning about the recent debacle and abominable behaviour displayed by the self serving plutocrats in Canberra, but honestly with their tin ears it doesn't make much sense to keep banging on their walls!  Well done, little boys.

Take care and we hope you are enjoying your hayfever as much as we are.