Sitting in the garden, with the gentle smell of cat wee

Yeah, so not entirely picturesque and beautiful. The smell is one thing, the fact I have my foot in a "cars" bucket is another!

So, This morning there was another dead seagull. I am not sure what is going on. Again there was no sign of injury but dead it was. I can't see the other chick, so I don't know what the situation is there either. It's all very unpleasant.

And talking of unpleasantness. I've had my 'things in threes' this afternoon. I'm going to do some baking imminently and so went to the supermarket for supplies. Upon arriving home, I realised my sugar bag had split and 50% of sugar is now in the shopping bag. Smaller batch of cookies then.

I then decided that I would have to move the dead gull as I didn't want it lying in the gutter for ever, so I psyched myself up, and using carrier bag "gloves" went and moved it - only for it to cascade maggots all over me. I'm still shuddering!

Number three: I carted the wheely bin round to finally dispose of the ivy trimmings from Thursday. The few days resting means I was able to compact them into the bin and all was going well.... then I stood on a rusty nail (hence my foot in a bucket!)

I'm kind of scared to start baking now!