1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the mizzling clouds, but we had got up at 4am and were there observing the moment it came up, and that's what counts. 2. Food at The Junction Inn , Groombridge. All four lunchclub members were impressed by the quality -- although the portions were rather small. I had smoked eel with beetroot cream (Oli says that sounds like witch food, but it was delicious, and didn't taste of beetroot at all); Ed and Doug had wild mushroom risotto; and Johnny P got his face round a huge homemade burger. It had chips with it that were very good too -- I know this because I stole some. 3. Taking The Mother's homemade cakes to work. There were three -- one chocolate, one coffee and walnut and one lemon with homemade jam in the middle. There was a lot of stickiness in the office for most of the afternoon.
The shade is fantastic. I hear you. Can't get enough shade.
ReplyDeleteIt's annoying (for those around me)- I spend all winter bitching about the cold and wishing for sunny weather and when it arrives I hate it and long for shady patches and air conditioning. Such is life.
Calippo lollies are just the most cooling thing when you are so hot you could pass out. Deeeeeeeeelicious!!
ReplyDeleteI have added you to my links page. I have as yet only just started blogging after many a false start. You inspired me to give it a go. Thanks Mark. http://grumpyolddog.blogspot.com/, http://markbonhomme.blogspot.com/
ReplyDeleteHi Mark,
ReplyDeleteGood luck with the blogs. Glad to have been an inspiration. It's surprisingly easy once you get going. Hope writing grumpy thoughts doesn't make you too cross, though... It must be very cathartic, which can't be too bad for you.
And perhaps you could try to think of ways to be grumpy about things you actually really like. That would be good writing practice, a bit like my days when I really have to scrape the barrel and write beautiful things about stuff I hate.
Kind regards