We had a coffee and a good chat and catch-up. I didn't stay long as the weather was looking like getting worse. I flew home with the wind behind me, going over Millennium Bridge and through the Barracks to pick up some logs. I chopped up the sticks delivered yesterday evening by my gardener friend, using loppers, and stacking them in wooden fruit trays.
I then watched a bit of a cycling video with my son, and Gill came in with our younger son, and we had a happy harmonious evening. I sorted out yet more pears for drying, and enjoyed a programme on Leonado da Vinci.