Sitting in the park listening to jazz wafting as I work and surrounded by birdsong. Stood 20 yards from a wet and shaggy heron on the way in, then said hello to a man who was walking a very large pony on the patch of grass near Bounds Green Road. Gotta love the rural life.

Meanwhile, the lesser spotted thief has been having a go at my bank account. Seems I got 'skimmed' at the weekend.

Had a nice walk in Sussex with Dug on Saturday. Enjoyed the muddy, rainy bits best, although I'm not sure I'd recommend Dug's outfit - open Birkie sandals and a soft shirt (no raincoat).

B-)