Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Sunday, 12 March 2017

Garden Tidied

The weather was deemed (by my wife, the arbiter of such things) fit for gardening, so we began the post-winter tidy up of the garden; or rather she tidied the garden while I cleared gutters and broke up a pallet, with my tidying up coming later – tidying up the debris left in her tidying up wake.

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