Bit by bit, the shed is disappearing. I guess that, as I type this, there is probably very little of it left as there is much banging and clattering outside.
Mr Dancing has made 2 trips today to the recycle centre with the wood neatly cut to fit into the car! Incidentally, if you are worried about the newt, it was safely deposited at the other end of the garden.
Talking of safely deposited, I had a text message to say that S and P have arrived in Barcelona and that it is lovely and warm. As you can tell from the photos above, the sun is still sadly absent here – I’ve just looked out the window and seen the teeniest bit of blue sky through the clouds – oh no – it’s just gone again – the story of our summer.


