Today was very hot indeed
possibly the hottest day of the year and I think we reached 30C which is
something that does not happen that much in the UK, Dad is pleased of course
because it means that the Solar Panels on the roof are generating loads of
electric and we also have panels for hot water so today we have had more hot
water than we know what to do with. Strangely however it was not the best day
to work on the construction of a posh Moroccan patio garden, as I was building
a raised water feature that will be painted Moroccan blue and may have a rather
flash stainless steel cascading waterfall, dropping down into the present pond. Apparently it can’t
be like Niagara Falls because it will make the
Newts deaf; Newts are protected in the UK to stop the public making jars
of Newt Spicy Pickle which became very popular and almost saw the complete destruction
of the little critters in the wild. As it is you can’t buy a jar of Newt Spicy
Pickle anywhere now it is as if it never existed much like grass-snake soup and
bat fritters all lost to the foibles of modern conservation.
Anyway I have
finished all the concrete work now, and it was rather nice to be able to sit
out in the evening sun in a half complete Moroccan patio garden having our
evening meal and listening to the Castle of the Bishops Samba Band as their
drumming drifted across the mile or so towards us on the wind.
Finally I have
to say that here in Britain
we are reaching the highlight of the tennis season Wimbledon ,
I am not a fan of tennis but I believe we have a Scotsman in the men’s final
tomorrow so all I can say is COME ON TIM. It was the women’s final today which I
think was won by a woman. As it happens these things are less sportsman like
than you might think because who wins what and when is all in the Hands of
Professor Maddos A Hattar the Micro God of Sport and his cat. . . . . . .
Anyway my money is on the Grumpy Scotsman in the final tomorrow although I will
not watch it; I might go and pickle a few newts……