Time for the lawnmower to come out of the shed. Oh wait, it's still half-broken from September. And the grass is really too damp to mow. And now it looks like the lawn has had a bad bad shave with a blunt scabby razor... still, smells good!
Time for birds to get frisky. All day long. This morning two pigeons actually bumped into my window as a result of flapping and flitting...