My brain seems to have totally shut down bit by bit over the last few days so that I can really not think straight. A light breeze has 'broken out' as the afternoon has worn on and there appears to be a subtle change somewhere - oh I do hope so because I find this weather quite distressing. There appear to be a few sun-worshippers around considering the number of folk 'of a certain age' passing by in knee-length shorts ;and a variety of sun hats have cropped up.some of which I guess have not seen the light of day for a fair number of years.
I love watching them pass by. My father had an expression - 'when to the age of forty they come, men go to belly and women to bum'. There is a section of the very fit, who pass at a rate of knots, wearing the shortest of shorts, light vests and trainers or 'safe' sandals and all I would guess under forty. Then the belly v bum begins to slide into the scene and on the whole gets worse with age. And of course there are the folk who have always looked after their bodies and continue to do so. I wish I fell into the latter category. My weight stays more or less the same and my dress size too but there do seem to be bits of me which have sunk south.
My carer's salad for my lunch today was absolutely delicious - it was a salad of sliced pre-cooked sausage (chorizo would have been equally good), cubed new potatoes boiled and then crisped up. cubed cucumber, cocktail tomatoes, halved green grapes, sweet corn, an eating apple (red-skinned for colour) diced, and diced blue stilton. I dressed it with yoghourt with mint dressing. I could eat it every day in this weather.
A new programme begins this evening on Channel Four of Griff Rees-Jones travelling across Canada.. The farmer and I did just that over the years for our annual holiday -the only one left we intended to do was up the coast to Alaska - but it was not to be. It should bring back some happy memories even though they will be tinged with sadness...
See you tomorrow.