My brother likes to read my posts, but is more into sport than gardening and switches off if I wax too lyrically about gardening. I don't think he's into climbing, but neverthless here is a little something from my garden, a miniature mossy, ferny Mile End Wall with superhero.
Meanwhile, back in the real world, John popped round to Ye Olde Corner Shoppe (yes, really) for a carry out. Contrary to recent research that people in London don't know their neighbours, he had a friendly chat with one of the local Bishops (there is a sea of them around these parts) and invited him to come in and have a drink.
I don't know what he was thinking of - it's hardly the sort of thing they drink in Barchester is it? Please don't tell my mum.