isn't it great to be alive on such a glorious early summers night? the birds are singing their last song before retiring for the night, the sun as it set had a lovely orange glow promising another wonderful day tomorrow, i have just enjoyed a splendid mug of ovaltine and a garibaldi and i think i might just visit mr and mrs bundy up the road with some of my home baked fruit scones, are you happy? i know i am