Sunday 6th Sunday - oh look, I began a post but never finished it.

I began a post on Sunday, but then... tennis. More tennis.  Lots more tennis! 

Firstly, We had rain overnight, and rain this afternoon. We got a break from watering, apart from a few pots which are slightly too sheltered.

My brother and his son appeared in a van at lunchtime and unloaded four oak wheelback dining chairs, a small tapestry footstool, the little oak desk that had been my Oma's, an IKEA stool to go under the little desk, and the Korean medicine chest. Luckily they were also able to take away the four pine dining chairs, a dismantled pine kitchen table (rather the worse for wear) and an office swivel chair. So, apart from the footstool that's roughly like for like from my father’s flat to here, and from here to the flat for the house clearance people. 

I dug up some potatoes so we were able to have a lunch outside together of boiled new potatoes in butter, baguettes, Ayrshire, Wensleydale and Cheddar cheese, ham and cold beef slices, salad, olives, grapes and strawberries. 

It all looked very summery, the sun nearly came out, but then, just a we had finished and were saying goodbye the first drops of the next rain shower landed. So our fairwells were rather hurried but we all stayed dry.

Music

John Eccles was born in 1688, so he's contemporary with JS Bach, born 1685, the same year as Handel and, now is it Vivaldi or Scarlatti? I'll have to check.

This is the 'Ground' from his 'Mad Lover's Suite'.