It was a great day at work. Loads of progress made and Gorse Fox was feeling smug by lunchtime. Several diagrams that he had been checking proved to be riddled with errors and he had a degree of fun putting them right before returning them to the authors.
The journey home was made a tad more exciting by the storm cells that were marching across the country and GF drove through brilliant sunshine, drizzle, hail, thunder and lightning and back into sunshine before heading into the next cell.
Once home it was clear that the Silver Vixen had been very busy and cleared all of the wardrobes and cabinets of their content, ready for them to be claimed by the respondents from Freecycle.