Sunday, January 11

Today the DGD Sunday sessions begin and I have the laptops inspected and ready to go.

I brush the garden and then do the ironing that has sat quietly waiting on top of a trunk in the dressing room.

I wander out to look for Rosie and walk round from the bottom gate to the top gate. I come across the magnetic paper butterflies that live on the garden gate, and somehow seem to retain their colour.