I moved the bedroom furniture around yesterday. There was enough rabbit fluff under the bed to knit a new rabbit, but- sadly- no money.
And then I pollarded the ash tree. This is a yearly ritual. It's continued existence in the back yard is contingent on it remaining a manageable size- and not reaching up to interfere with the telephone lines.
Odi came round in the afternoon. She wanted help combing out her hair so she could fix it in plaits. Fabrizio is toddling with confidence now. I blew bubbles for him and we batted a football around.