Having got as far as we could with the decorating of the dining room we treated ourselves to a short stint in the garden. It was wonderful to be out in the fresh air! Now I am praying for rain - the garden is as dry as a bone and the water butt is empty. At least we don't have a hose pipe ban. Maybe all the doom mongers are right about global warming. I am sceptical, but I don't expect to be watering the garden at Easter. Neither do I expect to be having tea in the garden on Easter Sunday as we did.