Friday was yet another tedious day.  Easyjet was 2 hours late departing.  But then so were most airlines.  Bad weather down South was to blame.  Rumors also circulated that the roads out of Luton were all closed due to flooding.  Luckily these were all clear before I arrived down there.  Managed to crawl home by 10.00pm.

On Saturday we paid a visit to John and Carol for an excellent supper and a good old binge drink, staying the night.  Menu was French, including the wines.  None of that foreign stuff from around the world.

Sunday was a slow start recovering, then back home to that grass.  The sun out, and no rain, so little excuse, the grass had to be tackled. Must be 6 weeks since it was last cut. Then a quick tour around the field with the strimmer cutting down any remaining thistles.  Miles, bless the man, had topped the field while we were away.  Probably necessary to allow the sheep some access to the remaining grass.

 Needless to say the field pond was brim full, very unusual for the time of year.