The last week has been spent going a funny shade of olive on the Greek I island of Corfu. And I do mean a funny shade, the scorching sun meant I went a bit crispy in the first two days despite the factor 30 being slapped on. Surrounded by what looked like purple bindweed, the resort was lovely. There was nothing to do, but sit in the sun and read.
And I did, I went through a few bond novels. Found that they were an interesting genre. Nothing like the big screen adaptations. Though I did read them with chris Cornell and Adele running through my head. Bond is a strange man, and his Bond girls are awful. Much of the novels content and language is a child of the time in which they were written. Making some of the novels uneasy reading. The other literature was Sue graftons alphabet serie. I am up L or M, I think. Both of these novel genres can be read in a couple of hours, if you have the sun, nothing to do, and few rounds of Gin fizz.
As for the allotment, ma has been overseeing it. I had almost daily reports about a cherry tomato going red, but being eaten by a birdie. And she had plum picking again, and with blackberries wants to make a plum and blackberry tart. Tomatoes have appeared in abundance. Green though. Much has survived the cold temperatures, even the poly is leafy. Though I do need to check in there properly. Last I checked there were only two chilli fruit in there. No aubergines since the two that grown.
So watch this space normal service to be resumed.