Summertime, and what with the vicious bedroom tax and hundreds of thousands relying on foodbanks to feed the family, the living is definitely not easy for many people here in Britain. But when the sun shines all day like it did this Saturday the living gets undoubtedly easier, if only for the day.
So, too hot to write much or think much, let’s enjoy the day. Beginning in Granby.
At the Granby 4 Streets Market.
Sarah with friend and stall-holder Diane Jansen.
Pancakes for each of us.
I also check on how things are going on the renovation of the 4 Streets.
Plus Dane have nearly finished this side of Beaconsfield Street.
And I hear talk of possible progress with the rest of Granby 4 Streets. Detailed discussions are taking place. That’s all I can tell you for now!
Next we’re off to the allotment.
Welcome to Plot 44, Greenbank Lane.
Where Summer is in full flow. Almost too full to get through! But over the last few days grasses have been cut back and even new paths cut through, so we can see the glory that is Summertime in England.
Geranium, Johnson’s Blue.
The cleared path to the back of the allotment, where the old apple tree had to be cut down last Winter.
Geranium, Splish Splash.
Yes, even I know this is a rose, a pink one. Don’t know the name though.
A new path along the edge of the allotment to the polytunnel.
Vigorous new growth on the Wollemi Pine, now settled in its new home.
Summertime in England on Plot 44.
Time for tea.
And for me, a read.
Sarah though, has other ideas.
Time to finish the wood store her and Gemma started a while back.
I did help, honest!
Perfect evening arrives.
Time to get out the flint and start a fire.
Where we cooked our tea.
And talked and dreamed, gazing into the flames.
Walking home around midnight, at the end of a perfect day.