So much for not volunteering... There was a takeover bid at the meeting last night, so since I am on the side of the angels I am now Vice President (thank heaven someone nominated for President is all I can say). The meeting went for some time due to various discussions (including the use of the lane etc, and possibly, hopefully, a fence down my boundary is not entirely out of the question). Then home to read myself down before bedtime.

This morning the first email I received related to the garden so I simply shot back and said I was tied up with the Railway committee and other matters. I then headed off to visit Gavin with the draft  letter for Derwent Valley Railways and the draft minutes had a cuppa and caught up with their gossip, then on to Jeans for another cuppa and a bag full of spring onionish type chives which I will plant carefully in a pot, since last time I planted them in the garden it became impossible to distinguish them from the chives after a while.

Then into town to the secondhand shop to see if he had any rectangular planters. Came home with a flat leaf parsley plant and two rectangular containers that will adapt happily as planters - all for $2.00. Then home to do some mowing but concluded mowing against a gale is never fun, so I finished off my last book and returned it and the others to the library where I traded them in for some more.

Tonight's dinner is from the CWA cook book and involves cubed beef, root vegetables and mushroom soup a the flavouring. It is alarmingly thick already (20 minutes into a 3 hour cooking process) so I must conclude I will need to check it's progress from time to time (though cooking seems to release a fair number of juices from the various ingredients.

So - howling gales rain and too warm to light the fire - what's a girl to do? It is laid in case I crack and feel the need later on. But now I think a cuppa and that book on the Japanese soldier who went back to New Guinea to recover the bones of his mates looks like the best option.