Three of our young boys are off to new homes after yesterday’s visit from Lucy, her son and her mother. We were very impressed by Lucy’s website that sells all things to do with horses, saddlery and the like. They have moved from Kent to Devon and like most of us who land here, love it.
The weather is unbelievable, glorious sunshine and really warm. I did loads of weeding last night as my vegetable patch had a lot of docks, nettles and brambles encroaching. I extracted another giant courgette, now marrow sized, and stuffed it for dinner and seeved it up with our own climbing French beans – these have been a real hit and more and more are coming. My salad onions have grown a bit too and I’m using them instead of the big, bought sort.
Joshua was called up to be a waiter at a serious Army wedding at Stoodleigh on Saturday. He came back exhausted after being flat out from four until ten and gobsmacked by the gallons of free booze everywhere and the amount of money the do must have cost. He has never done anything like this before where the staff are divided into teams and have just one fifteen minute break and now has a bandaged wrist!
It is the flu jab time of year again. I always feel I shouldn’t be there but diabetics are called in so that we don’t keel over although why we are ‘at risk’ I am not entirely sure. The surgery was stuffed with very, very old people, clearly they’ve got good genes to be still alive. The downstairs waiting rooms were packed. I was sent upstairs, hardly anyone there, I concluded that we were the only ones who could still reliably walk up 30 steps.