Yesterday morning, post walk, the Labradors of Libertarianism stretched out on the lawn in the autumnal sunshine to do what Labradors do best for a few hours.

We have had no appreciable rain at FM Towers since 18 August & the early autumn as the leaves start to turn, has been utterly glorious. Over the last two weekends, I have picked twelve pounds of damsons, ten pounds of blackberries & the bushes in the garden are covered in sloes, just waiting for the first frost before those end up in gin filled demijohns. In fact a quick check on the intharweb-thing-a-me reveals that others have been busy on similar tasks.

Pheasant season starts in a couple of weeks time so next weekends jobs include clearing out the freezers of old game that still lurks – so pie & an equal measure of game pate it is next Saturday