The warmest Bank Holiday since the 1970's - absolutely lovely here - not too hot but wall-to-wall sunshine. As I pottered in my garden (the most I can manage) I couldn't help but notice the number of bees (not honey bees) who seemed to be looking for a 'home' in my stone wall. Perhaps somebody can throw light on what they are doing.
It was the day when the Tour de Yorkshire came through our little town and also through the village where my son and his wife live. It started in Catterick Garrison, about ten miles from here, and finished in Scarborough something like 170kms later. I watched a lot of it on Channel 24 (it will be on there again tomorrow). Although it actually came across the end of my road I can't stand for long enough to wait for its arrival. But, by golly, the end was very exciting.
I have planted a few more plants today - a Berberis, an Iberis, a Pyrethrum and an Artemesia. So when my garden calls he will just have the evergreen shrubs to plant for me plus a couple of rock plants.
My handyman called to check that the cement was drying well in the handrails he has put up (it was) so all in all a successful day. And to complete it a lovely long e mail from my Grandson who works in China - a surprise and a very pleasant one too.