Whatever that means
The sapling that springs up in the corner behind the garage has been getting to a height that it starting to threaten several telephone lines so I thought I’d better tackle it and face the inevitable shredding from the brambles that also enjoy that sheltered spot. Still, at least I could collect the fruit while I was there. Bramble jelly to follow.
Apart from that, there was wood to be stowed in the shed, some tidying to be done, bread to make.