Home again – I got back yesterday evening. I called on my old blog friend Compostwoman on the way through Herefordshire and she took me out to lunch at a local deli/café, which focusses mainly on local produce of high quality. I bought rather a lot and then bought more soft fruit from a farm on the way back to her house.

The amount of sleep I got was remarkable. I don’t quite know how I managed it. Last night too, I slept all night apart from a brief period at about 3 o’clock. I was woken by the cat at half past six, complaining that she was hungry. I told her it was too early, but she insisted – I went back to bed afterwards, but couldn’t sleep again, of course. I hate getting up early, it makes the day drag so. By half past ten, I feel ready for an afternoon nap (and I don’t usually have afternoon naps).

Anyway, the visit was a success in another way too – the man who did such a good job of cleaning the outside of the caravan, including the gutters, is willing to clear the patio too. I said I don’t need it power washed, just the weeds removed. He was going to charge so little that I had to insist on paying more. I know how much work it is.