Blossom

 Finally some good weather this weekend. Drove out to Hucknall with the boys and the blossom was out everywhere. Don’t think I’ve ever seen it look more spectacular.


Built a wall for the new play area in the front garden. Looks pretty sweet. Let’s hope for a decent summer.

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