Evening lovely people. Something which drives us all mad - a missing post. Where do they go out there into all that ether or cyberspace or whatever it styles itself. So maddening when efforts are made and then.....nothing. Still soop you have set to in the Utility room and sorted the fridge. Usual boiling day spent resting and doing very little, of course! Do you listen to any of our regulations and requirements on this thread, young Madam?
Sincerely hope that you have overcome an impending migraine and if you can feel a storm in your water, trust that you and Mr Mac are practising like mad with those sale-or-return little pee pots so that you'll always have a handy ensuite for your going out excursions.
I have recently spent a very hot but cheery time at the Vet's with a sickly dog. Said dog obviously ate something terribly unpleasant in direct defiance to Mummy's instructions and is now paying the price. So is our washing machine. The Vet has probed and prodded (and rootled a bit) with his thermometer, run a blood test and injected him with some anti-emetic, provided pills and instructions and now dear little Ludo is good to go. As I type he is eating plain boiled rice and chicken in a very small bowl and wearing a "sorry about that" expression. What a boy.
It's hard to imagine a day on the beach in Bournemouth building up into an "incident" for the Police and local Council because of the numbers. What goes through people's minds, I wonder? Some sort of herd instinct gets into people and they clearly want to sit cheek by jowl with anyone else, everyone else, even now. We used to say that when thousands used to flock to the South Coast of the UK on sunny Sundays when we lived near Brighton. OK, so you're travelling fast and furiously to the place where the land runs out ....then what? Turn left or right, then spend hours looking for somewhere to park, somewhere to eat, drink, a place on the beach and then hours in a queue to leave and head back north again. Perhaps get stuck on the motorway. Fun! I don't think so.
I was cleaning around lots of pots on shelves and in corners of the garden this morning. Really hot but put my hat on and fiddled about in the shade. I know that things often seed themselves but had a big shock when I looked at one pot from where I have studiously pulled out some annoying couch grass until the Spring when I sort of lost interest. There's a lovely little lemon flower (must look up what) in a pot which has come back from last year but I can now see that the "couch grass" isn't couch grass. It seems that from nearby, an Umbrella plant has seeded itself in the pot and even though I have tried to destroy it without knowing, it has grown into the prettiest plant amongst the yellow flowers. I must sort out the pot once the flowers have finished this year. I also have a gorgeous grass in a pot which we call "Wiggy" - again, must check on what it is- which has produced some other little grasses in far corners of the garden and which I am trying to bring on in small pots. It's not difficult to grow stuff in this climate, just hard to limit the heat and the drying out.
I've posted a photo of "Wiggy". Not awfully clear but to get a decent shot I would need to stand in the deep end instead of going and eating supper. So, excuses for that.
Hope everyone has had a decent Thursday with only very limited irritations, buggerations or annoyance. Please continue to stay safe, make each other and all of us laugh and stay away from crowded beaches !
French France hugs to everyone! Have a nice evening! x
and read the newspaper. I'm looking forward to nine o'clock. At that hour I shall have a lovely G&T and MacS will have his Friday night favourite dram of malt. Simple pleasures. 
