In lieu of cycling: pulled the ivy crawling up the house front. Its fingers reached obscenely through air-bricks, the TV-antenna and into roof-spaces. It pulls away easily but not without loads of noxious dust that has left me with a thick throat and hacking cough. That stuff is poisonous isn’t it?
Desperately need some exercise- but the black-glazed roads are a bruising threat.
I’ve been gardening, you can’t see it in this photo.