I’ve already mentioned that we have quite a lot going on in the garden fruit-wise. OK, it’s not really foraging when it’s in your own back garden, but hey. It is when you didn’t plant them.
We have raspberries, redcurrants, gooseberries, and loganberries, all of which seem to be favourites for the birds too, so we’ve had to throw a net over them. We’re also having to stop Scarlett picking and eating every berry she sees before she makes herself ill. Not sure which is the greater threat.
The end result appears quite nice, but to be fair, a sprinkle of icing sugar and a kindly Instagram filter, and I’d probably look like hot stuff too.
Not much to report on the house front, although our buyers have now paid their deposit to their solicitor, a mere three months later. Exchange and completion dates still to be determined.
We’re in a dilemma now, whether to move before or after the baby’s born, as we’re swiftly approaching the danger zone. Just hanging fire to see if we get any info from our bank this week about the mortgage.