Cold air but beautifully clear.
Had a relatively good day on the polytunnel. I managed to complete the doors and the frames and hang them on the frame although it was difficult. Tash cleaned the hoops ready for the tape and Henry began making the beds. Base rail next.
Should be getting ready to open next week but obviously we’re not. When tales are told of WW2 you don’t think they’re real. They feel like a fantasy although you know it happened. We’re now living through it and it’s uniquely strange.
I have never eaten so much rubbish. Clearly a stress reaction for me. Not good. Need to finish this polytunnel and then concentrate on my fitness.
