It’s been a strange weekend hasn’t it? I don’t know about you but I’m not really rating these summer storms very highly. My garden is blown and soaked to bits.
But today, against all expectations of the weather forecast, the clouds parted. We drove down the coast to Lyme Regis and had a fantastic day. I’m not quite sure what it is that I like so much about English seaside towns in the summer, but I always leave more cheerful than when I arrive. We had a delicious simple lunch at the town mill bakery (check out Clive Cobb’s brilliant blog here) and had a good old mooch around the streets.
Back at home, it has started to pour again. Nothing else for it but to light a fire and curl up with the papers. I rather like the 1970s appearance of the photo that I took to prove that I’ve lit a fire IN JULY. What is going on here? But I hope you’ve had a fine weekend whatever the weather!
