By NZ standards the 1st June is the first day of winter. As you can see, not exactly rubbish weather.
Sunday and Monday have been spent studying for my Tuesday exams, a bit of domestic maintenance (look mum) raking up the dead leaves. And more study.
Sunday night was an opportunity to catch up with the brother & co and have a couple of drinks. An ancient T-shirt was discovered, an artefact from days gone by of the glorious Burroughs trucking empire. We must get some more of these made!
Then more studying Monday. And unfortunately Monday night, an ominous sniffle that might mean imminent disaster…