Morris dancing was good yesterday night. It looked as if it was going to rain any minute but held off.  We had a good audience- enthusiastic, chucking lots of money into the Motor Neurone Disease collection bucket. Four people joined in- two youngsters which is always nice (one of whom, Danny, took most of these photos for me because I cannot play a whistle and take photos) and the landlord himself and a friend who were both absolute natch! We are hoping he'll join us next autumn when practising starts again.

Musicians at rest during the break (well, two of the three- I was taking the photo)

Then I was intruiged by this inverted image and thought I'd try and capture it.

We went on dancing even though it got a bit dark- in this picture are Danny and his brother.

With a patient worker in the office yesterday trying to catch up with piles of paperwork I've not been able to keep up with recently and dealing with a few muddles as well, I was able to get collections of parts together, packed up and posted off.

Am beginning to think seriously about moving the workshop to Wales next April when the lease which Mark  and I signed runs out here.

When I leave the workshop each night I go home and get on with my indoor gardening. Its the first time in my life (and I'm 64 now) that I've had a covered, light, warm space for growing. It is meant to be a sun lounge with a couple of easy chairs and a table to sit and have drinks while looking out over the bay in one direction and at the lighthouse in the other but I've turned it into a serious greenhouse with bench shelves along two sides and big pots along the third. For the first time ever I'm  successfully growing tomatoes, cucumbers and green peppers. These are some of the peppers a few weeks ago. One of them is huge now.

 Getting the work done is ok though inevitably there will be delays now in getting engineer type jobs done because an engineer is not on tap all the time. I'm really happy to be back on the shop floor again- I came  into the business in the first place to do practical work but because Jeff was so good at everything and the  demands of actually running the business have got more complex as we bacame more streamlined I've been more or less chained to the office.

 I'll be glad when Steve is back from his philanthropical mission next week. Its a bit quiet in the day unless customers are in though at the moment I can hear the lathe going as Philip continues with his flight simulator. Having him here enabled me to nip out to pay some cheques in without having to lock the whole place up. 'Just make sure', I said to him, 'if you don't mind, that no-one pinches the tractor, for instance.' He looked up at the tractor on the truck, in the doorway and laughed at the possibility.

We are secure here but we are hearing of several cases of Fergusons being lifted together, in one case, with its three ton trailer (newly restored!)  Ouch!