Good day All.
Just popped in to leave some fresh flowers for Kitchen visitors. All species are dying off quickly in this blooming heat. These Carnations are still mainly in bud. No fragrance though, sadly.
We probably need Cactus in here - they survive in desert conditions. Phew. It’s 30 degrees out there. Shouldn’t complain really , it is Summer after all. ?
soop don’t you just adore Robins? I didn’t know the babies don’t have red breasts to begin with?
I'm beyond thrilled that you have come back safely and can avoid hospitals for a year, Dragonfly. You can have a proper celebration of this news - probably as soon as you have finished putting away all those groceries. 
And thank you, we had a lovely evening sitting in our friends' garden. I never knew a garden with 11 metre high walls, until I met them. An old Occitan mas - an elderly farmhouse, complete with cellars and a fabulous old well, spotlit and covered by a glass floor in the hallway, from where they get their water supply to jet wash the terraces. Ooooh, I love it, but would need to be at least 30 years younger to cope with the work. That's how long they've owned it, from when it was a heap 30 years ago.
Brought home some Baklava for a sweet treat with bedtime drinks in the Kitchen.
Sorry you've been unwell synonymous. Love your travelling loo arrangements - very necessary in these times. Doodle time to get that Dumb Waiter installed....then take a well deserved feet up somewhere before the next delivery arrives.
I laughed at your wicked remark to soop, dragonfly. She's got to have a better reason than finishing the ironing if she's to succumb to more rootling, surely! I love that little feathery face, soop. Aren't little Robins the best? They are always looking for human company. AND you're still working too hard. Don't you find that getting recycling s l o w l y nearer the exit is always such a pain? Two delicious Pimms for us, please puzzler - better than hot chocolate on such a hot night. Nighty night all. 
Sleep well - especially those who've had worries or pain.
soop today we have just returned from a similar trip to the one you are about to undertake and for those journeys I have a waterproof bag we call "the ensuite" containing tissues, hand wipes and hand gel together with a bottle with a screw lid which has a conversion kit called a 'she wee'. I have never had to use that at all, thankfully, but Himself often has as it is such a long journey. For me it is more mind relief than any other kind! 
When we got to the hospital I was allowed to go in to use the loo fortunately but had to go and wait in the car for him - nearly 2 hours.
I have not been very well for a while so am so glad to have been able to get Himself there and back safely and without an overnight stop.
I bought three of those bottles on Amazon as Himself has them for overnight use and they sit very delicately in a small bucket by his side of the bed? 
You lot really are the tops. You always cheer me.
I've been busy clearing out stuff that has accumulated in the computer/music/art studio and it has taken the best part of the entire afternoon. MacS says that the room now looks very much larger. And so it damn well should. The shed is now full of the stuff which will be recycled.
I took photos of MacS's adorable young robin earlier this afternoon. He waits for MacS to open the door and, depending on whether he goes outside (or not) robin hops after him and also enjoys the odd seed treat.
Also adding a photo of the beautiful low cloud over the islands.
Much love to you all. Until tomorrow...
Love, love, love sweet peas, Lins. Non ! GrandmaFrench's cool courtyard is not cool. There is a little "loggia" type roof along one wall where I try to lurk with the groceries. But it's probably 34 degrees out there now on the thermometer and I was just thinking of unpacking some British goods....delivered from the UK. Hooray! Only some nice tea and some vanilla bean paste etc., This will hopefully fix the financial situation in the UK immediately!!!! I'm going to leave the surprise package for a while until a bit cooler. Mustn't complain about all the sun, though. People (especially in the Northern Hemisphere) need their Vit.D. We're given special little glass phials to break and contents to swallow in water every couple of months to keep up our Vit.D stores here. I thought it was all bit bonkers, (300 days of sunshine!) but when the Doctor explained that down here older people tend to hide from the sun and therefore don't get the required dose that everyone would imagine, it all made sense. Enjoy your summer weather and hope your feet are feeling better today.
That was some description, soop. How horrid for you. I once saved a little sheep from similar problems. I was leaning over a field gate, as you do, and thought "how strange". So I went and spoke to the farmer who went up to the field to "deal with it". Oooer! He said it was very common. Maybe no one is safe from the scourge, soop. Not that you're going to feel much better for knowing that, but you know that we've all got everything crossed that such a blasted uncomfortable and life-interfering thing can be given the old heave-ho, as soon as possible.
I'm more entertained by your recent Amazon purchase, quite honestly and the practising that must take place before you set off. Do let us know if you get the hang of it, because I think they'd be perfect to have in the car for emergencies.
Galen could we have a more detailed description as to how a little bat gets caught in a man's chest hair, please? Was it a collision? Was it a bat you rescued? Was Mr G, as has been intimated by that Doodle person, on some sort of assignation?
One more little batty story. We had a very naughty Siamese who would climb across the roof of our house, years ago, and sit on the apex (?) Every evening at dusk, all the little Pipistrelles would swoop here and everywhere and one evening she reared up and swiped, hard! Pipistrelle dealt glancing paw and cat sails down roof, slowly and majestically, into fishpond. It was thick with water lilies. Cue cat attempting to look unbothered and walk on water across the pond. She was very irritated as she climbed out, having all but sunk before reaching the other side. She then did that lovely cat thing where you extend each trouser leg and shake it, over and over. Pipistrelle on lawn, looking dazed. Knowing that you're not supposed to handle bats (rabies risk), we found some gloves and then realised that actually they don't really stand up, do they. What to do? DH hooked it onto the rotary line where it swung happily in the breeze until it decided to take off again later and under cover of darkness, quite unharmed.
I'm away for a shower AND some make-up! We are going for drinks and seafood in the very large garden of some friends in the village. We have agreed to properly social distance (they've only just escaped from Switzerland and came through the border at speed - or as Canadians say, "like grass through a goose" ). They were stuck in Switzerland for 4 months, so well used to doing as they're told under stern Swiss rules. However, we have agreed that if we sit apart, there shall be no need for "disguise", so my mask can be abandoned.
Santé, dear Kitcheners, take care and have a lovely evening.x
As young children our DS and his friends joined a Bat Watch at the local nature reserve. The chap who ran it was married to our MP. He used to hold bat watches in the House of Lords and very popular they were too.
I am pooped, just washed all our Tesco delivery on the patio. It was BOILING, I could have done with GrandmaFrench's cool courtyard where she does hers. Everything we asked for was delivered and no substitutions.
We had some entertainment however a Chinook flew past quite slowly hugging the coast. It is such a distinctive sound and was heading over to you Cherry. We usually see all the planes going over to the Wales Air Show but not this year sadly.
The sweet peas are lovely this year and smell divine. Hope everyone will enjoy a little sunshine today.
Galen Aww! Perhaps the pipistrelle was thinking of borrowing a few hairs for nest building purposes. 
When MacSporran and I worked at 'the big house', the home of the local laird's elderly mother, I discovered a teeny weeny bat along one of the upstairs corridors. We partly opened a window and placed it on the deep ledge together with a saucer of water. We hoped that it might find it's way up the ivy into the eaves of the house where there were plenty of hidey holes. It had disappeared when we checked a little later.
Puzzler A rootle round the nethers determines the rate at which the rectal prolapse is showing itself. Imagine a Victoria plum sticking out of the bum. Well, that's the problem that, taking into consideration my age, fitness, blah blah, needs radical surgery or not.
Good gracious Galen the hussy. These french birds think they can get away with anything (no offence intended grandmafrench) I hope you gave her her marching orders.
anno Jackdaws and crows squark all day through. It's not a restful sound.
I've done the ironing. The prolapse is giving me problems and I need to sit with my feet up and watch the latest news bulletin. Can't think why. Can you?
Lots of love to you all. Take good care and I shall return tomorrow.
Thank you, Carillion Very kind words.
Grandmafrench We've ordered two-pee pots from Amazon. Isn't that exciting. I shall need to practise using mine. My aim isn't that accurate at the best of times.
I love the saga of the corset and the bat. I also like the term fit of the vapours. I may decide to have one before the day is done.
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