Sunday 10 July 2022

Sunday 10.7.2022


Sitting in a beautiful garden on a quintessential summer`s day in the south of England. The Wimbledon men`s final is on this afternoon, the political class is up to high doh and Glastonbury is over. Still to write about it and that walk the detailed memories of which are slowly receding, leaving only sudden flashbacks of particular moments....and lots of photographs.

Been housesitting, which is why I`m in this beautiful garden in the first place. It is very seductive, especially in this weather, watching the local honeybees make full use of the lavender, but it is also the result of a lot of time and hard work to keep it so lovely. 

For some reason, feels like a bit of a moment. Have been busy here and over the last few weeks but am simply sitting still today, reading, staring at the lavender, contemplating a busy week ahead as I head back north on Tuesday where the cooler air will re-energise. This southern heatwave is all well and good but somewhat debilitating. That`s my excuse for a day of complete self-indulgence and I`m sticking to it.


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