Swimming or Cupcakes? No brainer!

The Student son has now taken up Hanging On quite seriously.  He hung around the film set all day yesterday, starting very early - a bit odd for a chap who never emerges much before 12 unless seriously chivvied - and ended up at the Wrap Party.  So he must have hung nicely and, I presume, actually worked though not for money.  Wrap Party implies it's all over.  Perhaps they'll make another film and let him hang around a bit more.  Well hung on son.

Mr Smith was trying to make me go swimming this morning.  This seemed a grand idea when he mentioned it last night but actually is a bit daunting by the light of day.  When given a choice of staying in bed with a smelly (but gloriously soft and snuggly) dog and a right wing newspaper with a challenging crossword puzzle all washed down with a lovely cup of tea, somehow swimming with Judith Big Bra and the Saturday Morning Keenies just can't compete.  So it looks like I am spared physical effort and can make some honey cupcakes with little bees on top instead with Graham Norton on Radio 2 in the background.

Today is Planting Out Small Leeks Day along with onion and potato inspection.  Ooooh my life is a thrill a minute.