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Summer

We’ve had such a long and dreary winter this year. And spring was just an interlude – a momentary interruption of winter for just a few days. But, with fingers crossed and touching wood, I do believe summer has arrived. The mercury is doing its best to force its way out the top of thermometers, and much of the British population are doing their best to apply ridiculous red sunburns to their faces and arms. Which they will later view in the mirror at home, contrasting the difference against their Artic white torsos, causing either a little bit of self loathing or a bit of a giggle. Depending upon their outlook on life. I am a giggler.

It is time to make plans for how best to enjoy the hot weather this summer.  Heh, I’m kidding. No one makes plans for summer in the UK. Doing so is akin to performing a raindance. The contract that this country has with Mother Nature is cursed with a caveat in the small print which declares that winter reserves the right to return at any moment, with no prior notice required.

In the UK is it best to simply have ideas, which may progress to provisional plans and may then – providing Mother Nature chooses not to activate the winter clause – turn into a last minute rushed dash while the going is good.  But even so, a Plan B is an essential part of the British holiday toolkit. Something that is ‘indoorsy’. Because there’s no guarantee that the blazing sunshine at 8am when you jump in the car to depart will not turn out to be torrential downpour by 10am when you arrive.

I will not jinx things by announcing my provisional plans. I think it is safe to mention what I did yesterday. I’m unaware of any ability of Mother Nature to backdate the winter clause. Yesterday we went to Furzey Gardens for a picnic. And a cream tea. Walked off by a stroll through their rather lovely rhodedendrons and azaleas.

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3 thoughts on “Summer

  1. norm says:

    I put in a flat of sweet peppers today. A row of several different kinds of summer squash, about 200 feet of first picking type stuff. I bought four half grown tomato plants for twelve bucks to maybe get some early stuff-a waste of money I’m sure. The fruit trees are all blooming. We went from full on winter to summer in three days this year. The plants are going into the ground, I hope winter stays away.

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    • I have three plant pots outside our French window. They contain a diverse range of dead plants. It’s highly unlikely that you will ever get to ask me for a favour to watch over your garden while you’re away. But should the opportunity ever arise, you’d do well to pass on it.

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