Well, Robbo has finally started the Reconquista of the garden, doing some cutting and pulling this morning.   I fear, though, that in the end it’s going to take me just as long to throw all the Buddleia out of my little plot as it did the Spaniards to throw out the Moops Moors.

On the kitchen front, we are now at the stage where we are I am painting and installing the covers on all the light switches and electrical outlets.   It’s been quite some time now since I last did a paint job and I’d forgotten all about the heady rush of huffing all those fumes.  Whoa.