Basil the fox cub has finally left us for a refuge in Oxfordshire. We handed him over ar a halfway point last night. Can't say I'll miss him, certainly not his fully grown mates when I've got a 12 bore in my hands.
Golf tomorrow morning, new balls arrived this morning in the post so I won't have to troll through my practice ball bag or buy lake reclaims at the club house. The forcast is great so out with the shorts ad the lilly white legs.