Cats are strange, unfathomable creatures aren't they? I think that is why I like them so much. If it weren't for a combination of Tess and quite a busy road I would probably get one. As I sit here a very large tabby tom has just walked along the wall top across my garden as he does every morning more or less at the same time. Often he catches my eye but he takes little notice - just continues on his way as though to say 'you may think this is your garden - I know different'. I love him for it.
Down South they seem to have had showers yesterday - wish we had had some up here as the ground is very dry which means much watering of tubs and newly planted plants - all a bit of a chore.
I understand that more unsettled weather should arrive midweek so I shall probably be complaining then. That's the trouble with gardening, things are never perfect. A day of nice gentle rain non-stop would suit me fine.
I do not feel 'back to normal' (whatever that is) yet health-wise but better than I was so I shall go with my friends out to lunch. Week-ends are never easy as anyone who lives alone will agree. I suppose it is different if one has always lived alone, but after many years of partnership when week ends were time to be spent together (not always the case on the farm of course but at times like haymaking a picnic lunch in the field was always an option and a jolly good one on a nice day. The smell of cut grass always reminds me of such things.
Are you a tennis fan? I certainly couldn't just sit hour after hour watching it all but seeing the joy on the face of the fifteen year old as she gets into the last sixteen was a pivotal moment, as was the Red Arrow flypast when Andy and Serena came out on court for the mixed doubles yesterday. As a nation we are pretty good at pulling all the stops out for a special occasion.
And what about little Archie at his christening? My goodness isn't he a miniature image of his dad? Privileged many would say - superfluous too but as somebody pointed out the other day in The Times - Royalty bring millions into this country in revenue at times like weddings and special events so it is not all one way.
Well I must sign off. This is really displacement therapy and with Tess sitting here looking at me, me still in my dressing gown and the clock showing a quarter to ten, I must move. Have a good day.