Postcards

We called in at Alan and Maria’s yesterday to collect a plant and we were shown a postcard ‘from a friend of theirs’. I looked at it, wondering who was writing to them from SE Asia, only to turn it over and discover it was C’rotte. Granny also most appreciative of an endless stream of cards flowing her way. She would write, she says, but hasn’t got an address. We, too.
The big news of the day is that I planted out the spinach. Also, I had some serious fun watering the tomatoes.