Moving Along

The snowdrops have been out for a few days- a week even- and the flowers of the winter aconite are in tight little yellow balls and on the point of opening.

The horse owners removed one of their horses yesterday and one of the two that remain has been shouting for her.

Ailz has absorbed the Kondo thing by osmosis and is being radical with the kitchen cupboards. She dug out several packets of very much out of date oatcakes and I took them to the compost heap and found myself feeding them to a grieving horse.

Misdiagnosis

Ailz found some carpet cleaner in the kitchen cupboard she was Kondoing.

"I'll use it to clean the mud stains from the carpet," I said.

"That's not mud," she said. "It's Christmas pudding. I was hoping Matthew would bring his dog round and she'd hoover it up."