Idon’t think it’s pottering. Though, maybe it is. There is something unfocused, but not unpleasant, in pottering. It normally involves knocking about a garden or a shed, or a combination of both. And age. Pottering is associated with people a bit blown around and yellowed by time. 

So maybe it is pottering – somewhat. I find myself in the garden often now, sometimes not doing a whole lot of anything, just nudging along, tweaking a growth here, trimming back a plant there, checking if I’d left something in the shed (I hadn’t. It was in the drawer in the kitchen). We’re lucky to have a garden. For a few years it was either a work site or on hold until it became a work site.

This was related to major pipeworks by Scottish Water to prevent neighbourhood flooding . Our house was the nex

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