Bit of a sad Easter Day here. One of our farm cats, Dobby, was at deaths door this morning. He's hung on all day with loving palliative care from my wife but we'll have a tough decision in the morning I expect. No one could face the trip in to the village for church so we hung around the farm, pottering in the garden and spending some time with Dobby while we can. Dinner was toad in the hole with leeks and pak choi - only thing no grown here was the flour! Off o bed now, been a draining day.