Thursday 4th June 2009

I’m sat in the garden with the remnants of the days blue sky up above longing for a return to some warmer weather. Ah, what fickle creatures we Brits are! It’s too cold, it’s too wet and then it was too warm. I wouldn’t normally sit out on such a night but have been practically eaten alive tonight in the garden and so what the hell! A few more won’t make any difference.

Last night took a walk in Whitehall Park which is very nearby. It wasn’t a bad old evening and enjoyed toddling past all the places I used to walk with the dogs. Which now seems like more than a lifetime ago.

If I don’t get chance to do any more I hope you have a wonderful weekend whatever you’re doing?