This morning dawned bright and comparatively cold, but work in the Rose Garden could still be carried out in shirt sleeves.
Here Jackie prunes Mama Mia which had already been trimmed a short while ago. These photographs show the new shoots persisting – but they had to go before winter winds rocked the stems and loosened their roots.
Climbers escaped the treatment, allowing their hips to colour the arch. One white Madame Alfred Cariere bloom has survived.
Nugget, of course, shot down to investigate. Muggle kept a low profile in the larch.
Late this afternoon Jackie drove us to Emsworth where we dined at Durbar Indian restaurant with Becky and Ian.
We stopped at Everton village shop and Post Office to post a package to Australia.
Here is the village poppy display.
Jackie thinks this cloud formation ahead of us on the M27 indicates a spell of cold whether. Can anyone confirm this?
We were almost an hour early for our 6 p.m. date. Then we hit this roadworks queue which occupied a little time.
The mogul inspired restaurant is excellent and rather out of the ordinary. We shared rices, a paratha, and onion bahjis. My main course was Goan pork vindaloo; Jackie’s, paneer tikka; Becky’s, chicken biriani; and Ian’s, another mild chicken dish. Our son-in-law and I drank Cobra, his wife drank rosé wine, and Jackie drank Kingfisher. The food was very well cooked and the service exemplary.