And on the sixth day the sun did shine and so we went out to do chores. First up was the trauma that is Tesco. They have renovated our local store, or moved stuff around so you can't anything any more. I believe this is to get us to walk down every aisle so we buy more stuff that didn't want. Jools thinks that the changes are in improvement, in the end we did manage to find all what we wanted, including still warm croissants for breakfast, and once back hoe we warm them some more so I can dunk it in a fresh cup of coffee. Tres bon.
jools went for a barnet mangle, then we girded our loins so we could go on one more orchid-hunt, as it is time when the season is really winding down now, and the Violets are the next to last that will show in Kent.
Being the end of july, the start of the kiddies holidays means that there are a multitude of things to tempt the young family to do, and so clog up the roads en route to said events. So, we plan an devious route taking us down an never ending series of narrow and narrower lanes all the while heading west and north.
we park in the lea of a small church on the hill, making sure we park in the shadow of a tree to keep the sunshine of it, so it might not be like an oven when we return. We grab our cameras and strike out over the fields towards the ancient wood on the hill.
we really didn't know if they would be out, it has been warm this week, so they should be. I had heard from a friend that more spikes had been seen nearer the edge of the wood, and indeed just 50 yards in, I spotted first of the spikes, but at least it was a quarter in bloom, which meant some good macro shots anyway.
Further on, I found two more spikes, both fully open and standing alone from each other or any other orchids. Walkers passed as we took our shots, they not knowing or caring that there were such rare orchids next to the path. Happy with the shots, we wandered back to the car, and then drove home in time for lunch, so I could go out again, this time for a beer festival at The Berry in Walmer, as they were being awarded two pub of the year certificates.
Jools dropped me off, and I have two hours in the warm sunshine, drinking cheap beer at a couple of quid a pint. I meet with some friends and chat.
Jools returns, takes me home, upon where I fall asleep on the bed, awaking at half seven not knowing whether it was Sunday morning or still Saturday night.
2 comments:
Yes, they do change the aisles every now and then so that you're forced to travel them all, and possibly buy more things - but if it's an improvement as your better half says, then it's all good.
But what is a barnet mangle?
A barnet angle is a hair cut. As neither of us are particularly careful about looking after our hair, they require savage pruning at regular intervals.
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