Sunday 28 June:

Moira and I had a very brief walk this morning – it had rained quite hard first thing this morning and then the sun came out, so we decided to ‘risk it’. Of course, it started raining again within 5 minutes of starting… so we did a pretty short neighbourhood wander.

Streamed church as usual (‘attended’ by less than 30)… Lee wasn’t involved again (he would have been at Glastonbury, so perhaps he’s on holiday?).

Managed to complete all the book sorting… which also involved getting the piles of books on the landings and in bedroom corners up on to bookshelves (AND there’s even space left for us to buy more books)! Glad it’s done… all that’s left to do is to contact charities and arrange collection (fingers crossed).

Hannah, Fee and Ursa popped to the house on their way home from Ashton Court… and they ended up coming through the house and us sitting in the garden for half an hour or so (all social distancing), which was lovely. While they were with us, Moira ‘opened up’ the potatoes growing in one of the pots. She’d used my silly, heart-shaped ‘Valentine’ potato and surprise, surprise, it actually produced some small spuds (much better than the previous time we’d tried to grow them) – which we used for new potatoes to go with our roast beef supper (I really wanted to roast them, but Moira wouldn't have it!). All a bit special.

I finished my Wodehouse book and have now begun the mammoth David Olusoga ‘Black+British’ book (over 700 pages long).
Watched 'Aquatic Life' on DVD (one of Hannah' supplied disks).

Image: Moira's spud crop (and the original potato)!