DH and I love runner beans, and could do with a few handfuls of Mamissimo's. We tried growing them for several years running but our neighbours had more than we did as the beans seemed to be at their most prolific while we were away on holiday. Then one year, the Bullfinches stripped away every last flower overnight. We can walk down the road and buy beans off tables at garden gates so we have given up on growing them.
The last couple of days have been very boring quiet. My knee, although healing, is still uncomfortable and I'm applying cold compresses (actually half a packet of frozen sweetcorn wrapped up in a tea towel) 3 times a day. I'm missing my exercise routines.
My 'temporary' tooth filling is disappearing so I will have to replace it again. Although the phone at the dentist was answered the last time I tried, today, the message had gone back to the previous lockdown recording.
I have arranged for a couple to socially distance/visit DH and me in the garden on Friday. Although vulnerable, they haven't been shielding. DH and my friend's husband both have similar vintage cars so I can expect them to disappear to the garage while my friend and I catch up. They don't 'do' IT so it will be good to talk face to face (but not too close).
As usual, it is late as I type this. Our little band seems to have diminished. I shall miss these hot chocolate chats when we are let out. I'm thinking of absent friends and BradfordLass's comforting Maori wisdom about being family, and hope you all have a peaceful night.