Mrs is still asleep. I can’t remember whether she told me to wake her up early this morning, before she went to sleep last night.
Under the neem tree on my own in this morning enjoy the bit of coolness before the hot summer hits. Looks like the drizzle we had on this past Wednesday has cleared the space.
After dinner I'd have to take out clothes from the Wasing machine. Mrs screamed, sort of from upstairs. That means it got to be done