I am not really being sentimental but my best friend Horace, the garden spider, has weaved his beautiful web right across the doors that lead into my back garden. He has spent a long time making this intricate design and it seems churlish of me just to walk through it.
Also, when it rains, the web catches the droplets and it looks even more attractive so I have decided to let it stay there for a bit. Over the weekend it can act as an unusually elegant Halloween decoration. It might even deter those evil spirits from coming into my house and making things go bump in the night.
I knew Horace was my friend.
Oh yes and that Oakleys’ For Sale sign across the road. Yep, still there in spite of their promise.