Sunshine.

Well the sun is shining and the daffodils are out.

We've been away for a week and I'm back to pruning and trying to summon some enthusiasm for trying to arrange appointments with the tax office/VAT man and the-new-mythical-green-form lot.

I'm going to set myself the task of finishing the pruning in this weeks forcast, sunny weather and save all tax do-hickeys for next weeks rain... somehow that seems appropriate. I hate accounts and tax things, it makes me feel like a child, waking up, with something nasty in the back of ones head, which you've temporarily forgotten whilst asleep... than again I suspect this feeling isn't restricted to childhood.

Until then, back to the pruning.

Hope its sunny where you are.