Today’s picture from our London Trip shows the sign for a long forgotten shop on Brixton Road. By coincidence, the American senator, Bernie Sanders, a diamond geezer if ever there was one, spoke in front of a crowd of 5000 people at a Brixton venue nearby only last month.
I have been doing a bit of washing of clothes lately and as some of my readers will know, this leads to ironing and so I started the day with the ironing board in play. I am not a skilful iron handler and I never cease to be amazed (and put out) by how much more easy it is to iron a crease into a garment than it is to iron it out again. It just doesn’t seem right. Still, it is a great lesson for life – careful preparation is almost always better than just breenging in regardless. I am going to learn that lesson one day…..but not yet.
I had just got the board folded and the evidence of rather rumpled clothes tucked away upstairs when first Dropscone and then Sandy arrived to share a pot of coffee. Because it will be a busy day for all of us tomorrow, Dropscone kindly brought forward the traditional Friday treacle scones and we ate them on a Thursday instead.
It was a wet and fairly miserable morning outside and it got a lot worse and fairly bucketed down when I went off to do some shopping for Matilda and her parents (and her other grandparents too) who are visiting me over the Common Riding. We seem to be in the middle of a spell of occasional sunshine and many really heavy showers. It doesn’t make for restful days.
Some of the flowers are looking a bit depressed…
…and who can blame them.
I can blame the sparrows though for pecking holes in my lawn.
A water lily seemed quite at home, sheltering from the elements under a leaf in the pond.
The dampness hadn’t discouraged the bees though and there were quite a few about as soon as it actually stopped raining.
In the afternoon, when it had stopped raining for a bit, I had a visit from my friend Gavin, with his daughter, my Newcastle correspondent and her two children. Leo was hoping to see a frog in the pond but there was not a frog to be seen and a few tadpoles were scant consolation. Hannah helped me pick some peas and kindly only ate enough of them to leave me a few for tea.
When they had gone, I picked some beans….
… and admired the other fruit in the garden, some for me….
….and some for the birds.
I noticed that once Leo had left, a frog appeared.
…but by the time that Matilda arrived, it had gone again.
While I waited for Matilda to arrive, I looked around the garden while it was dry.
The privet blossom is falling like snow but there is still masses to come.
And it still looks very curious when you see it lying on the ground.
Rather than dwell on the depressed poppies, I looked at the ever cheerful phlox….
…and a very flowery hosta.
Hostas are mostly grown for their foliage but they pack a lovely flower too.
During the day, an emissary of the Crown builder turned up to pick a few of our rambler roses….
…and I shall feel proud when I see them in the Crown as it is carried through the streets tomorrow. I shall take a picture of it, weather permitting. The forecast is not very good for the morning but things look better for the afternoon. Fingers crossed.
Al and Clare arrived with Matilda on schedule. The garden was too soggy to play in so we had a pleasant time indoors with a construction set which lets you build marble runs. Al and I let Matilda play with it too from time to time.
After tea, while Matilda got ready for her bath, I nipped up to the Market Place to hear a snatch of the Town Band’s open air concert.
Henry, who trained and accompanied our choir last night, can be seen blowing fit to bust on the trombone on the extreme right of the picture. He is a talented chap.
We had a very quiet evening in as the strange surroundings kept Matilda awake long after she should have been fast asleep but I sneaked out to see the Flute Band lead a procession through the streets.
They were followed by the biggest procession I have seen on Summer Fair night, it nearly filled the whole of Caroline Street.
The flautists will wake us up tomorrow morning at 5 o’clock to announce the starting of the Common Riding, Langholm’s great day.
Such a grand turnout for the Summer Fair night! I shall be looking forward to tomorrow’s report. Does Matilda have her heather besom ready?
Hope you all have an enjoyable day.
I don’t think Matilda is ready for the heather besom parade yet. We are keeping fingers firmly crossed in regard to the weather.
I sure would like to know what draws so many birds to that lawn. I’ve never seen that happen.
It seems far too early for ripe rowan berries. I hope ours wait a while.
I also hope the weather cooperates tomorrow.
Perhaps because of our relatively cool temperatures, some plants are in autumn mode rather earlier than usual. I don’t know what is drawing the sparrows to the lawn as we have never seen this before either.
“Flautists” is such a wonderful word!
I wear the badge with pride as I played in that band for 30 years..
All sounds very exciting, hope the weather is kind to you all.
It was…after a very rocky start.
Loved all the damp colour in your garden and do hope the weather is kind tomorrow. Is it Matilda’s first Common Riding? I look forward to your account of events.
Can’t wait to hear all about it!
I am happy to oblige.
A great start to the Common Riding day. Hope Matilda enjoys herself. Look forward to the pictures in due course.
Fingers crossed that the weather is good for you on the big day. It probably doesn’t help to mention that the weather is glorious right now in Maine. 😉 A perfect summer’s day.
Well, I am very happy for you.
What an upturn in events and psyche in a week. Scones, friends, family, parades and music to the Common Riding and fair. Perfect memories for summer.
It was just what was needed.
Hope the sun shines for the Common Riding day but I’m sure that everyone will enjoy it even if if pours down. How wonderful to have so many talented musicians in your town. Hope you all have a great day.
It only poured down for the early morning hound trail enthusiasts. For those who got up at a normal time, it wasn’t too bad at all.
I saw some rowan berries yesterday in the park and didn’t know what they were. Now I know, thank you! I wish I could hear that flute band. For all the rain your hostas are in much better shape than mine.
Our hostas have really enjoyed our cool summer.
The broad beans look very good and so do your hostas!
Not only did the broad beans look good, they tasted delicious. There is nothing like fresh food from the garden.
I agree whole-heartedly with that! We are currently enjoying french beans.
Matilda is probably just at that age where one really forms memories. She will have good ones of these times with you.
I hope so.
I’ve never seen so many flautists in one picture. You clearly live in a talented town.
The flautists meet just once a year at the Common Riding and they sound a bit occasional too but everyone forgives the odd wrong note.
I think I can forgive a few wrong notes for the sake of a good day out. 🙂
Agreed.