Ding! Ding! Ding! Jack-pot! I need to up my game, clearly. In my defence, it is sweltering here - +27C in the shade, the Sun shines in the North since it's Midsommar, and the air's so thick it feels as if I'm wearing a mask. At least I won the coin toss whose turn it was to clean out the chicken coop, which we've nick-named 'Parliament', a bit unfair as we actually get something good from the chickens. Ahhh, ignore my ramblings, it's the heat and the Akvavit and the home-made honeyed mead and pickled herrings talking.