Monday 21st July 2025

Monday morning, and I did not check the settings on my camera, so did what I thought was the best series of shots of a Wall (Brown) only to find that the depth of field is too shallow, so picking out the best of the worse.

Saying that.

Monday.

No Le Tour.

No Women's Euros either.

But it was sunny at least.

Jools was going to spend the day at a spa near Canterbury with a friend, meaning I was home alone.

So, after laying in bed until seven, I get up, we have coffee and breakfast, meaning that I would wash and tidy up once she had left.

And I found out again how easy it was to let time slip through my fingers, as the morning slipped by, I did at least have a shower so was presentable if the King came calling.

It was lunchtime, so I had my old favourite of oatcakes with butter and Dundee marmalade with a huge brew, enjoyed sitting on the patio with Scully, surveying our little piece of England in the summer sunshine.

Maybe I should do some gardening?

And amazingly I do some, getting the clippers out to trim the hedge behind the frame the roses climb up.

But it was hot.

And Mulder then Scully demanded attention.

All the while the long-forecasted thunderstorms moved closer, then popping up over Kingsdown, so that when Jools came home at four, the rain was falling and thunder rolled round the village.

And indeed thunder rolled around the village into the evening, as spikes struck along the coast between Kingsdown and Sandwich.

But it was good to see rain falling and knowing it will do the garden good.

After dinner we play Uckers, and I am triumphant winning by two pieces.

Yay.