under another sun

Monday and back to my desk. However a lot of stuff to be sorted out first, so didn't get down to anything that might be described as writing. Lorraine off to take Pat and Maureen to Eastbourne for medical stuff and a shopping trip.  Having cleared up my study, I took myself off to the gym at 11:30. Trundled on the cross trainer and did some of my normal mild mannered weights. Walking home thinking I need to put more time in at the gym, then at home, while eating a salad and chicken sarnie, I noticed my knee was a bit swollen and sore. I'd felt no twinges in the gym. However I can walk on it, and pushed off to see my dentist Coílín, friendly and lovely as ever. Lorraine, and Pat and Maureen use her and everyone likes her. Luckily my teeth just needed a short clean.  Home, and shortly after Steve came around to discuss Gordon Road over a cup of tea. Many of the things he said were spot on. He had been apprehensive about giving me feedback, but he did a considered and thoughtful ...

A free day today, and Lorraine and I ended up pottering about the garden till it was almost six. Planting up various tomatoes and other veggies, and doing bits and pieces of tidying and sorting and weeding and clearing weed from the fishpond and so on. It was a perfect way to spend a Sunday and an antidote to all the busyness of the last few weeks. We had no plum blossom this year though the tree is healthy, but plenty of apples and pears. After dinner we watched some of an Australian series on BBC iPlayer called Black Snow, which is quietly brilliant, and has a faint echo of Twin Peaks about it. Below have Mexican fleabane in our garden, mainly because in Guernsey it is called St Peter Port daisy, and it reminds me of the island. Our plants are looking fine. Two roses, one just about to open, and the other a gorgeous white one with a blush of pink.