Today’s guest picture comes from my sister Mary who visited the south coast of England yesterday and saw the not quite so famous white cliffs of Brighton.
After the excitements and activity of yesterday, today was very restrained.
The only noticeable activity of the morning was eating some iced buns which Dropscone kindly bought with him when he arrived for coffee. Dropscone had plenty to relate as he has had a busy time lately, playing golf, refereeing a golf tournament, organising a golf tournament of his own and visiting the science museum in Glasgow. He had survived all this very well but I was quite exhausted just listening to his adventures. He certainly gets about.
It rained heavily while we sipped and chatted but it stopped when it was time for him to go home.
I went out to look at flowers just once in one of the sunny spells.
The only activity in the afternoon was a drive to the council dump at Annan to get rid of our old dishwasher. This was made even more exciting than a normal visit to the dump by the fact that we had to pass through several torrential downpours with added thunder and lightning on our way there.
It was fortunate that the downpours were reasonably brief, as in the space of a minute on each occasion, the roads turned into rivers and driving became quite dangerous. Happily on each occasion, we soon found ourselves back in bright sunshine…although we could see the next shower coming towards us at speed quite clearly.
With heavy showers and bright sunshine alternating rapidly, it wasn’t a day for cycling, walking or gardening so I took the opportunity to give my back a really good rest.
The ironic sunflower is progressing well in spite of the rain…
…but the theme of the day was summed up by this large puddle outside the back door.
It was our younger son’s birthday today and Clare, his wife, sent me this picture of him being terrified by his birthday cakes. It is acting as the flying bird of the day.
It is the Canonbie Flower Show tomorrow and we are hoping for some better weather.