Our eldest daughter brought my beautiful15 year old Beetle home today. She has been caring for it over the lockdowns and now that I can go to choir again, has brought it home.
I have spent the day in the shade on this beautiful sunny day and have read a whole book, completely unable to put it down – Helen Dunmore’s “Talking to the Dead.” If you enjoy a taut, psychological story that keeps you guessing, this is for you. It left me stunned. 
We walked down to the allotment to check on things this evening and were delighted by the perfume of the Night Scented Stock, planted in abundance near the shed. 
