This morning Nick from Peacock Computers visited to instal a new router and to repair the interface between our TV and the You View box.
After lunch Barry from New Forest Chimney Sweeping And Repairs came to inspect our leaking Velux window. He asked me to send him two photographs, which I did.
Nugget overtook me on the Brick Path while I photographed white Japanese anemones and red pelargoniums.
Here are more of these anemones, between fading lilies and honesty seed pods.
These fuchsias, lobelia, and petunias suspended from the eucalyptus have recovered by virtue of the Head Gardener’s nurturing;
as has this unquenchable, aptly named, Polish Spirit which has twice survived the still visible windburn of the summer’s storms.
To the delight of foraging bees, new buds continue to burgeon on cosmoses.
A favourite perch for little robin Nugget stands in the Weeping Birch Bed. “Where’s Nugget?” (8)
This afternoon Jackie collected Elizabeth from her home in Pilley and drove her to collect her repaired car from a garage near us. My sister came back with the Culinary Queen and stayed for dinner, which consisted of luscious lamb’s liver (sorry, Yvonne), bacon and onions; creamy mashed potato; crunchy carrots and cauliflower; and tender green beans with which Jackie drank Hoegaarden and I drank Tesco’s Chilean Malbec 2018. Elizabeth had consumed her quota of Hophead Pale Ale on the patio beforehand. One of the advantages of a flavoursome casserole is that you can have bread and gravy if there is enough liquid left over. I did this tonight.