Confessions of a serial mower

Well Saturday, 19th May has dawned blue, bright and dry. Just as it did 23 years ago, for my wedding. Many things have, of course, changed since that day; GOH goes to the office on Saturday mornings - once was a time when we might have lingered in bed for a couple more hours; I spend the morning with my Saturday man and not my husband!
Today we are dismantling an old outhouse to tidy up a rather neglected area of the garden. I am also pottering about with my container plants and have taken this picture of the Hostas which are wonderful this year; early and as yet uneaten by slugs.
We have exchanged cards and little gifts (GOH and not Saturday man!!) and have decided we will get up early tomorrow and wizz down to Portsmouth to cuddle and coo over The Heiress. She is by far our greatest gift.
Have a lovely weekend everyone.