Saturday 29th March 2025

We were up at half six, and after coffee I go to Tesco for some gathering.

The store is empty at that time, making it almost pleasant. I was back out by eight and drving home.

I was home when I realised that having bought mozzerella and tomatoes, I had no basil, so after getting the bags out, leaving Jools to put them away, I go back to Tesco for some.

Back home at half eight, then.

And the springflowers, Snake's Head Fritillaries, and Pasqueflowers, making a wonderful sight near to the back door, meaning sitting inside in the shade was most unappealing.

Not much planned for the day, other than there was a partial solar eclipse from ten to twelve, so I would snap that.

Fruit for breakfast, quickly followed by bacon butties in fresh seeded crusty rolls.

Yummy.

By which time the show in the sky to the south had begun, a chunk had already been snaffled out of the sun by the moon.

So, we spent the next two hours looking up at the sun, as the Aten was eaten by the moon, degree by degree.

It peaked at just about eleven, though there was no visible change in light in the garden, and then the moon moved away from the sun, and excitement passed.

Lunch was the first Caprese of the year, though the tomatoes were as hard as apples, so not that enjoyable.

There was also wine and garlic bread, which might explain my struggles to stay awake through the afternoon and evening. I missed most of the later cup tie between Brighton at Forest, which dragged on for three hours with injuries, extra time andpenalties.