Saturday, 17 June 2017

Busy

Our little market town is very busy today; busy because it is a local 'Food and Drink Festival'.   One of the roads through the Market Square is closed off and tents and stalls have been put up in order to show the best in food and drink in our area.

There are of course some things which need no advertising - Black Sheep Ale, Wensleydale Cheese for example - but there are various artisan producers who take this as an ideal opportunity to show off their wares.

Rather than find somewhere to park in the town I decided to go in super-early.   I was there by eight o'clock this morning  to post an important letter, 
buy The Guardian, fill up with petrol and then take Tess for a walk down the Lane.   By the time we got to the Lane at nine o'clock, it was almost too hot for her to walk - so for the rest of the day we are just lazing about at home.

Because the boiler engineer is coming to service the boiler on Monday morning I decided to do the week's washing today and it is merrily blowing on the line in what breeze there is. 

And I am reading The Guardian.   So many pages are still taken up with the terrible fire in London - pages which make almost unbearable reading - it just makes me realise what a different world we live in up here.

Enjoy your week end whatever you may be doing.

19 comments:

The Broad said...

It sounds like a perfect day! We are having one of those here in the Lot region of France, too. How lucky we are to be a world away from the 'trouble and strife' so many are suffering.

donna baker said...

Too hot to walk. Weather there changes like in Oklahoma. It is getting hot here too. Soon, one can only go out early in the morning or at dusk. At least this one.

Mac n' Janet said...

We walk early because it's so hot.

Rachel said...

It is 28 degrees here this afternoon, and not a breath of wind.

angryparsnip said...

I would love to be the Food Fair. What fun.
Today will be "cooler" here only 105 with the evening at 75 !

cheers, parsnip and thehamsh

crafty cat corner said...

I'm just grateful that this hot weather doesn't last all that long, I could never live in a hot country. Like you we have been lazing most of the day, just about to go and water the garden.
Briony
x

Wanda said...

Oh stop you lot! It's grey and drizzly here. Top temp probably 15 degrees, not that you'd notice, what with the wind and all....

Sue said...

That all sounds like a very sensible way to spend such a hot day. And the great thing is you're well ahead on next week now the washing is done.

Our dogs are flopped on the cool kitchen floor, the Aga is switched off now and all is cool in the house with all the windows open to create a through draught, but we spent the morning baking behind our car boot stall in a hot village field, at least we got rid of lots of unwanted items and made a bit of money :-)

Wanda said...

Our dogs are lying in front of a coal fire! Lol!

Bovey Belle said...

Whilst the sunshine is wonderful, I'm not good with heat - I can move around in it but can't sit in full sun for long and could never lie on a beach all day! When the weather is this splendid I retreat to the cool of the house, which never gets hot even if it's baking out there (until you go up to the rooms at the very top of the house that is! I have been repainting down in what was mum's flat (and originally the Dairy) so it's nice and cool down there.

I've not read the main part of our Telegraph yet - only a couple of the supplements. I think sitting down with the paper and resting in the heat of the day was a good idea for you, although the news of the inferno is upsetting reading, especially the way the aftermath is being handled.

Derek Faulkner said...

Early morning, 5.30, walk on the reserve was in order this morning while it was still cool for my dog and I. 28 degrees late afternoon in the garden as we had a BBQ and a bottle of champagne and then some wine, a great day.
Nice to see that Bovey Belle is a fellow Telegraph reader, it always fascinates me how we get hooked on a particular paper, I've been with the Telegraph now for around 45 years.

wherethejourneytakesme said...

My daughter lives not far from the Black Sheep brewery so their little market town also gets full of visitors - it was a good idea to go in early and it would have been slightly cooler too. I struggle in the heat being a red head - I constantly have to look for shade. It is 8pm now and we are going to sit in the garden and have tea and wait for my elder daughter and husband to join us - the Cherry tree has cast a nice shadow over the garden to keep us cool!

Hildred said...

Somehow, Pat, I get away behind, and here I am having just read a whole week of your posts. And empathizing with you as you wait for things to happen, and you can get on with the change in your life. You are lucky to live in such a dear part of England, and also in having so many good friends (I'm sure because you are one yourself). I have been reading a book that tells me Time is an illusion, and everyone happens at once, but I don't believe that. I know as Time passes life gets easier to bear without the loved one close.

Sue said...

We have a hot week ahead. Early mornings to walk the new dog before the heat of the day.

Alphie Soup said...


Ah, Wensleydale cheese - I bought some recently with cranberries added. I am not a great fan of 'sweet' cheese but this one was lovely.

Alphie

The Weaver of Grass said...

Some really interesting comments here and one or two new readers to welcome. Thanks all of you for communicating.

Yorkshire Pudding said...

Food and Drink Festival? Were you the guest lecturer Mrs Weaver - informing visitors about all the local places where you can eat lunch, working through every menu within a radius of twenty miles?

Derek Faulkner said...

Despite being a real ale fan, I must say that I've never been that struck by Black Sheep, not that it matters that much. Been 32 degrees here today with clear blue skies, hope you've also been enjoying this lovely weather.

Gail, northern California said...

Just checked the temperature gauge on the cooler shady backside of the house...96 degrees here in northern California. Unusual for us as we are but an hour's drive to the coast, and usually benefit from those lovely cool ocean breezes.

Picking up two friends who are also widows for a Sunday matinee at the local playhouse. Father's Day another reminder of our loss. But like the Stephen Sondheim song "Not a Day Goes By".