Bod, Barnsley, Drew - run well!
Spud, good luck getting outside.
Me? Sitting in the garden with a cello on my knee, scratching. Violin is on the washing line, sunning itself (they like a tan). Walking didn't work so well this morning - new prescription? just bad luck? recent stress? I'm not even going to try running til, probably Wednesday.
This is perfect violin finishing weather. There's a reason, I think, why violins got made in Cremona. To be able to sit in the shade and pay close attention to beautiful wood and call it work - that's allright!