Well so far we've had two thunderstorms, both rather pathetic, just a few rumbles, not even a decent flash of lightning. It has lashed down with rain, so my potty garden is saturated, but then again it is so humid that it will most likely be dry tomorrow.
St Swithin's day tomorrow, according to the rhyme if it rains tomorrow then it will rain for 40 days!
Did cook a mean roast dinner tonight, lovely beef joint, melted in the mouth, along with some lovely roasties, got them fluffy on inside and crispy outside, even the gravy was tasty. Think I surpassed myself. Can never understand when folk say they can't cook, what is so complicated? Follow recipe and it all turns out as it should, just need to get the timings right. We had brisket, which I cooked in the pressure cooker, then let it rest for half an hour, knife just went straight thru it.
Pic: is of my shrinkles flower fairies, there should be four, but Number Four decided she didn't want to be a key ring and so curled up and wouldn't uncurl. My first disaster with the shrinkles medium, everything else has turned out fine. Now just need to balance the colour, you need to remember that it is going to shrink, and so the colour will be more concentrated. But don't think they're too bad.
Got the Golf tomorrow, weather is even worse in Scotland than it is here, tho that isn't a surprise. But at least I have summat to watch on box, do like the early rounds, more interesting. Would be nice if a Brit could win it. Not that any have come really close in the last few years. Had to laugh at Beckham giving us his judgement on England's performance at World Cup, stating the obvious is the only way to describe it... he is a man of few words, and probably best he stays away from giving too many opinions. Not sure what he was there for anyway, aside to just hang on to the teams coat tails. His time is over, so can he now let go and retire gracefully?
Well think I need a cool shower, all for now.
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