We started today with how we usually start a sunny Sunday – well, a sunny any day since we are retired – with breakfast in the garden. This is my favourite breakfast: grilled bacon and grilled tomatoes on toast ,and fresh fruit. However, as the bacon was hot we thought we’d have it first, rather than the fruit. The fruit platter consisted of grapes, cherries, some banana slices, raspberries and strawberries. I use whatever is to hand, and if we’re low on fresh fruit, I also use tinned pears and tinned pineapple.
We love to eat out of doors. We’re not keen on barbecues, we just carry our everyday crockery and food outside. It’s the eating it out of doors that we enjoy, we don’t eat any particularly out-of-doors picnic-style food.
It was far too hot to do any work, even gardening, so after husband had collected the Sunday paper from our local shop and then watered the plants, we sat on the loungers under our walnut tree.
This is the view as I looked up at the sky through the branches of the tree.
Lunch was just a cucumber and cream cheese sandwich each, and I had the sandwiches ready on plates when our younger son arrived with Barry-the-dog to wish husband Happy Father’s Day, and so I handed him my plate of sandwiches (he’d not had lunch) and I made another round for myself. He stopped and chatted for a while before going to see his brother (our elder son) who, as I’ve mentioned, lives just 50 yards away.
We enjoyed being in the garden. We had sufficient shade from the tree until late afternoon when the sun had moved around to the west. Around three o’clock elder son, our daughter in law and our little grandson called, as it was Father’s Day. I had just taken out a tray containing tea and slices of lemon sponge, so of course little grandson wanted some cake! (The glasses contain water, by the way. We make sure we have plenty of water to drink this hot weather.)
We need new lounger cushions. We had some very old ones that had ‘belonged’ to our previous (plastic) loungers, but they really were very much past their best and so we got rid of those last year and now can’t find suitable ones for the steamer chairs. As with The Apprentice, “the search for the steamer chair cushions continues …”
When our family left I decamped to the summerhouse and watched Escape to the Country. I enjoy this programme but am irritated by some of the people (correction, I am irritated by a lot of the people!) on the programme, some of whom it is blatantly obvious are not really interested in buying any of the properties and sometimes a voiceover at the end says that they have now extended their search area, or even are searching in another part of the country entirely.
Husband joined me in the summerhouse and I made us drinks of elderflower cordial topped up with Badoit sparkling mineral water, and two little macarons each.
I love our little summerhouse. Hard to think it is almost seven years since husband built it for me. The only new things in it are the chairs … well, they are hardly new any longer, we bought them about three years ago (in a Sale.)
The summerhouse is tucked away in the far corner of our small garden and although we live in a Close of 20 houses, few people notice when we are in the summerhouse or are having our meals outside.
It is now time to close up the summerhouse for the evening and come into the cool of the sitting room – curtains have been drawn against the heat of the day, so it’s pleasantly cool in there now. And a new programme with Timothy West and Prunella Scales to watch, one of their Great Canal Journeys, this time in India.
The garden this evening – it’s small but we have grass in which to wriggle our toes, somewhere to sit, somewhere to eat, the summerhouse for shade, and some flowers.
Hope you have had an equally restful day.
Until next time.