Well, back to work again, after a scorching weekend, well, everywhere except 'oop north and the East Kent coast, i.e. here. The north had rain and gales whilst we got sea fog. Lots of sea fog, but only for a few hundred yards from the sea, and in the garden at Chez jelltex it was roasting.
Friday was spent fasting in preparation for my hospital procedure, and then pick Jools up and we head to Canterbury and then wait. And wait. And then complete the paerwork and then; more waiting. And then into the theatre, hello doctor, what you doing with that tube? wahey!
And then back home and time to recover and get my appetite back and generally prepare myself for the weekend.
So, Saturday began with the traditional trip to Tesco, and unlike most early mornings, the hot weather had brought the crowds out, rather those of a certain age who don't sleep in. So, we rushed round, got stuff for the week and then after paying got the heck out of there.
we got back, had breakfast, and then put on our walking shoes and went for a wander around our local area, along country tracks, across fields, looking in hedges and ending up at the cliffs, where the mist was being blown up the cliff face and then glowing bright white as it caught the sun.
we snapped plants and butterflies, and then went into the cafe for a cup of tea whilst looking out over the top of the fog towards where France began some 23 miles away. The morning was broken by the occasional lowing of ships' fog horns, giving it an odd feeling.
As we walked back through the back lanes of the village, I kept thinking, we live here; how lucky we are.
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