Received this overnight...
"Bank Holiday Sunday at Safari Park, West Midlands. We all agreed that safari parks are over rated. Stuck in a long line of traffic with two fidgety boys in the back. Squinting to see the lions hiding in the bushes and trying not to run over the friendlier sheep and the African cows with giant car-scratching horns, or the rhino who wants to lean on our car."
Rather Middle Daughter and family than me... it's really rather warm today, too … fine for hiding inside with the curtains drawn but not for running about being enthusiastic. Here, someone's having a birthday and we can hear a street organ playing round the corner with the Dutch version of Happy Birthday, followed by all the Abba hits. In the old days the organ would come round the houses and you'd hear it often … now it's not so common to get him specially, though he's often in town. Really, I suppose it's just that town's much more crowded. Must be a special birthday.
The summer's nearly over. The students are back and crowds of new teenagers are milling about in red, purple or green tee shirts. Mind you, perhaps not the group who have taken over the top flat over the road…. they had a party last night. They were dancing on the roof around midnight …. and no it's not that sort of roof, it's rather pointy.
The ice cream shop's doing a roaring trade and the chip shop is opening again today. I've taken all the extra summer books back to the library and reached episode 49 of of the current telenovela but, looking outside, its still a little to soon to start Autumn. Next week, perhaps.
1 week ago