The day after building was meant to start

Returning from the hostal with the bag of laundry Pa had very kindly put through his washer and dryer for us - lacking a washing machine in the house - there was a wonderful aroma of baking bread from the bakery next door. Mouthwatering.

Up to the allotments with the compost bucket. The chickens scoot over to see if there is anything for them.

The beeches in Knockanacree Wood are gradually coming into leaf. A mist of green spreading day by day.

A cat has been scratching in the carefully weeded herb bed - grrrrrr.

We have been here two weeks today and have made zilch progress ... except on Plan B.