As my profile picture is ancient (a birthday rather longer ago than I like to think) I got my dear spouse to take some of me plotting in the shed. A rare sunny day in this endless winter. You can just make out my dog, Sky, hoping for a game with the ball in the right bottom corner and the peeling paint. Have to get the first draft of The Rose Trail finished before I tackle that.
And of course – I caved in and played ball – I always do!
whereas this is what I should have been doing: