Summer managed to hold on for a few days more, then came a drop in daytime high temperature from low thirties to low teens, with rain to accompany it. People tell me that the gardens needed the rain, and I suppose there’s some truth in that if you want stuff to grow. I don’t. My concerns in what it amuses us to call our garden consist of grass and weeds; neither of which I really want to grow. Add to that my penchant for hot, sunny days, and you will understand why I am not jumping up and down for joy.
We always make the most of our evening walks with the dogs, even though, in this less pleasant weather, they tend toward a shorter duration, in distance covered and time spent. We are, of course, fully aware how fortunate we are to be able to walk through beautiful countryside, for much of which the dogs can run free, off-lead. For the time being, we need to be vigilant with the dogs, as the field next to the road on which we walk them has some very young calves in it. Not only do we not want to risk spooking the poor things, but their mums are very protective! The oldest of the three calves is seventeen days old at the time of writing, the youngest about ten days.
In other news: the sprucing up of the camper is progressing nicely. You may remember what it looked like until recently. If not, here’s a reminder
Clare has worked an absolute blinder on the seat covers and other upholstery. For my part, I have made a flap to extend the work surface area (what work-surface? I hear you ask), and put up some pictures and a mirror. Here is the interior now, looking forward from the back:
Our holiday preparations are coming on apace. The main job now, is to establish what to take with us, whether we can get away with our old suitcases, and if not, what size suitcases we should buy. We shall be staying in six different places during the 11 days (five hotels and one houseboat), so we probably aren’t going to want to carry more than we absolutely need!