Another gorgeous day. We had a light sprinkling of rain last night, but hardly a teaspoon. It must be nearly three weeks now. I awoke to the wonderful scent of freshly baked bread which J. had set up in the breadmaker late last night. The purple on this shrub in my garden is so bright it almost hurts my eyes. I should be finishing off the skirting boards in N's room but it seems a pity to be inside on such a lovely day. I wish I could get rid of this headache, though.