Summer has arrived then. I’m outside again, only this time sober. The weekend was a cracker weather wise: We did a few errands and slobbed around the house and garden on Saturday, and then on Sunday got some exercise by going into Walsall to be shocked by the state of Shannon’s Mill, and then had a walk through the Arboretum (I’va avoided the main website, as it’s shite), and then back along the canal to home, via a couple of local hosteleries, of course.