After spending most of Sunday bemoaning the state of my garden, full of holes and patches now, I sent hubby out to buy grass seed to patch it up. On the way to the garden centre, he saw something in the middle of the road, and stopped to move it out of the way in case it caused an accident. Guess what it was? Two rolls of beautiful new turf!!! A bit broken, (had obviously fallen off the back of a lorry - no, REALLY fallen off the back of a lorry) but perfect for chopping into little bits and patching the bare bits. Someone up there must like me - and Sparky has fresh new patches to decorate! :-D

Thats lucky, is your birthday in May? :D Now ask your guardian angel very sweetly if s/he can make bones rain on me from the sky so Morse will always find Mum more interesting than rabbits - please :D