Year of Royal Days

This evening Brian Next Door came round to talk about the fence. Years after a storm blew down the fence between our houses, we are getting a new one. Then, as he usually does when he finds himself on this side of the boundary, he did a tour of the garden. Until his recent retirement, he was the head gardener at the race course, so he has a professional interest in these things. His professional opinion is that my onions and garlic are ready to come out, my parsley is too tough and should be replaced, and the tomato plants are looking good.

My mother went to her workout group's (rather early) end of year party this afternoon, and came home with a prize she won in a game of Pass The Parcel: a large tin of Roses chocolates. That seems inappropriate for the setting, doesn't it? Tasty, though.

The Japanese national rugby union team is known as the Brave Blossoms. That is just delightful.