Nick spent the morning
sanding down yesterday’s filling of walls, ceilings, and woodwork;
and, this afternoon, walls
The blackbird’s nest, first sighted on 3rd June, now has,
as photographed by Jackie, two babies. One egg may be unhatched; the yellow ball is a seed.
For much of the day I listened to BBC’s sound broadcast of the last day of the second cricket Test match between England and New Zealand. Anyone who knows what happened will understand why.
This evening we dined on spare ribs in a variety of sauces, mine being chilli; Jackie’s flavoursome savoury rice, and tender runner beans, followed by strawberries and cream. The Culinary Queen drank Hoegaarden, Becky drank Portuguese Rosé, Ian drank Cobra and I drank Calvet Prestige Côtes du Rhône Villages 2020. Flo abstained.