All the small things

The weekend was pretty much pure Bank Holiday: unpredictable weather, car maintenance, shuffling furniture around, and gardening. ( How much stuff can you fit in one weekend? )

Oh, and, I know I still haven't written about singing, but I do still intend to, honest. It's on the to-do list, along with the other 1,596,253 things that may or may not get finished in this lifetime. What do you mean we don't get another? I want my money back!