How quickly they come around - and I usually think they are Saturdays arriving in any case. But another Friday arrives and it is a damp one. I did blog yesterday but sadly Gremlins invaded my computer (or most likely my brain) and when I switched on late evening to add to my post my photograph and a large part of my earlier text had disappeared. I tried but couldn't get the photograph of my jar of honey back - and this morning, when I switched on, the whole thing had disappeared into thin air. Now I can't get today's photograph to download so I am sitting here trying to keep my cool. As I am frequently told by my more computer-literate friends - it is never the computer's fault - always that of the operator. So sorry for no post yesterday.
Looking out of the window sitting here at my laptop I see that it is raining heavily. Isn't it usually the case - we are desperate for rain - eventually we get some - then it really doesn't have any idea when to stop. Luckily I did get a short walk with Percy in this morning before it began to rain. Then I had the most delicious lunch and I took a photograph of it. Cro often puts his lunch on his daily blog so I thought I would too today - but my computer is refusing to cooperate. So all I can do is tell you what I had - I had the most deliciously cheesy Lasagne with steamed asparagus and followed it with a bowl of English strawberries. Many companies round here are cooking and delivering ready-to-eat meals as a way of keeping their business going during lockdown. One such company up here is Fairhursts - well-known caterers in the area and with a good 'farmhouse cafe' usually. They are delivering ready meals for two (or in my case enough for two days for me) and today I had one of their Lasagnes. I think the best I have ever tasted.
All that and now it is Gardeners' World tonight and a whole hour of Monty Don - one of my favourite programmes. Like my father before me, there is nothing I enjoy more than watching somebody else in the garden doing the hard work I want doing.
Sad to see today that Dame Vera Lynn has died at the age of 103. I think it is difficult for today's generation of young people to imagine the pleasure and the sheer influence she had on young men and women during World War II and isn't it good to know that she has herself had a long and happy life -richly deserved.
Looking out of the window the rain has stopped and the sun has come out. What a difference it makes. Have a good evening and hopefully, gremlins notwithstanding, I will see you tomorrow.
**Beaten the gremlins!!