on the conservatory
A somewhat bleary eyed 5.20 am but I am awake, it is summer, and I am up. The wood pigeons are being their usual noisy selves in the trees around the back garden to which the conservatory doors are open. Today is going to be another warm un – 23 degrees if a little cloudy.
It’s quite still outside although it doesn’t sound still. Cars race by on the road at the front of the house. Poor dabs having to start work at this time of day. I guess you do get used to it and at this time of year it is very much the best time of day.
Got Richard Irving coming up for our usual monthly meeting today so will have to think about where to go for lunch. Outside somewhere. Also been invited to a wine and canapes session at the bank! I have both texted them and called and left a message to say we can’t make it but they keep ringing up whilst we are out so they obviously haven’t registered that it was me calling. As it happens the meeting I was having that prevented me from going is now cancelled so I might yet turn up.
These next few days worth of posts are going to be quite challenging where photos are concerned as I am likely to be without a phone for a few days seeing as I lost mine in London.
I’ve just been processing the claim form. I need to register the los with the cops. I’ll also try calling the lost property office again. Couldn’t get through yesterday.
Before I take ann up a cup of tea I should note that the garden is looking very colourful. This really is the height of the summer. The weather has been perfect/borderline too hot and we need to enjoy it as much as we can.
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Busy morning already. Sorted insurance claim for phone (inc calling police etc), booked Betty in for MOT and been for a swim. Need to pop down town to pick up a parcel from the post office, get new (spare) key for Anne’s car and get the ball rolling on finding an installer for a new fridge for the camper van.
Picked up parcel from Firth Road post office – was Hannah’s graduation photo. Beautiful 🙂
Featured image is a random pic of a steward at the Elton John gig last month – no camera/phone innit.
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