I mentioned that we were mistakenly delivered a pond. This was in the first week of lockdown and I was promised that someone would come and pick it up from our porch.
This has not happened and, apart from being used as a percussion instrument on several occasions for the Thursday night NHS applause, it has just sat in the porch gathering dust.
I’m wondering more seriously now whether we should offer it to neighbours (everything is offered to or acquired from neighbours these days), or whether I should revert to my previous idea of creating our very own Tracy Island. Because…
…I found our resident Thunderbird! Virgil Tracy has been standing guard above the boiler cupboard outside my office for years. Funny how you stop noticing things after a while.