Ahem, on the bed front, there’s been a new development. Liv’s got a new one, and you’re getting Liv’s old one!!!!!

The high level Argos bunk I was going to get you is rather insubstantial; so I plan on resurrecting the original stilts and pinioning the ‘Durham Double’ to your wall.

Yesterday evening at Climping was positively tropical. Sea of glass, water like warm milk, tiny fish darting everywhere, glowing sun in the blue sky. We cycled there and back, without the ‘boxman’ (he’s always popping out of his ‘box’, offering opinionated comments, not allowing anyone else to have the last word) who elected to check his emails instead.

A new habit I’ve acquired during this sultry weather is buying a 400gr block of chocolate at the Trading Post, leaving it in the sun for half an hour, snipping off the corner of the packaging, squeezing the molton insides into a cup, and eating it with a teaspoon while supping my after luncheon coffee.

Granny mentioned a top you sent her from Bali which she is wearing during the exceptionally hot weather and finds most comfortable. She remembers James Oliver (and Rory).