Spring in Moss Side

Well, spring has finally sprung, it seems, which in my little corner means the sounds kids running around playing boisterous games in the back yard at Rasta HQ, much feline cuteness lying in patches of warm sun, the magpies having lots of fun noisily winding up Tony's evil cats from up the road, and some gorgeous plum blossom (often filled with mysterious tweetings) outside my window: