And today I walked the dog...up to Kitty's Field, round the top of the golf-course and home behind the Big House.
We met two or three people we know...but, apart from telling them I am almost stone-deaf, it is pretty difficult to have a deep-and-meaningful. Quite frustrating...I do like a good conversation up in the sunshine of an early summer Saturday, with dogs and birds for company. Ho hum...
A pottering sort of day really...it was sunny and warm enough to be in and out of the house, but not the sort of warmth to spend the afternoon in a deckchair with a book.
So we did pottering sort of things:
Alistair re-covered an old deckchair for some friends and neighbours...
I re-potted a few bits and pieces, including potting-on my mighty oaks.
And then cleaned the brass plate and goblet my grandfather brought back from the Dardanelles...
...and the lovely old copper coal scuttle I rescued from the shed of my childhood home, and use for kindling..
And then I set up a kiln-firing for tonight. And chucked things into a casserole.
And tonight we have just watched The People's Choice of Lewis...I KNEW it would be 'And the Moonbeams Kiss the Sea'....
WHAT a well-written script...the late, great Alan Plater, of course!
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