Glad your bp was okay Osc
Mitch is up and down Ria. He drinks far too much and eats far too little, which never helps. He's got help on his land now, as he can't do as much as he used to. One day he's talking about how he's had enough and is ready to go, the next day, he's talking about getting a pony and trap, rather then driving. He's still on about buying a ruin near Ourique, that we both have our eye on
Sadly, his favourite daughter has lung cancer and is really ill. He's not fit enough to get over, but they talk every week.
He was asking about you the other day, said you were one of the good one's
We picked all the acorns, bagged and ready for delivery for tomorrow, Grumpy did most of the weed pulling
I supervised
I really want the drive sorted, but that can wait. When we had that torrential rain the other day, we now have huge divots in the gravel. He'll need to get the rake on it. The bottom shared drive needs a shovel to sort it out
Normally, I'd be doing it, but being sensible. For a change