It was one of those summer days you dream of in the depths of winter and are not sure really exist. All was calm and controlled. Bosswoman picked gooseberries and the remaining blackcurrants. Hero confessed that she likes the smell of Jeyes Fluid because it reminds her of school (doubly wierd) and now has job for life. Bossman secured the periphery with more of the black stuff. At lunch time we cooled off in the Grampus drinking orange juice and ginger beer (we are wild things straight out of an Enid Blyton novel) then visited Heather and as usual came home with many and varied goodies. High spirits regained, horrah!