The day began with some sun but while remaining warm it soon turned wet. A welcome relief for the garden plants.
In the morning I caught the tail end of the sunny spell as I sat on the wall of a raised bed in the front garden. All around bees were buzzing as they visited the flowers in search of nectar and the grasses swayed gracefully in the wind.
I decided not to go to the zoo this week as I've got a lot to do at home. But that didn't stop me from crawling around on my hands and knees as I weeded the path that runs along the side of the house.
I'm afraid I went into grumbling mode as I worked. Not because of the weeding but I don't think I'll ever come to terms with the outside boiler (that grey box blocking the path).
I get irritated every time I have to turn sideways to squeeze past it. It's only just possible to push a bucket through the gap, bags of cuttings have to be lifted over and there's no way the pressure washer can get through. Instead I have to take the pressure washer out by the drive, down the road and carry it over the shingle garden to the paving at the front of the house. And why is it there? It has to be outside but the path widens as it goes towards the garage. Even 4 or 5 ft further up the path and there would have been an extra 10 inches. I guess men just don't think of such things.
On a much more positive note - remember my eventful trip out to Crete? Well, I finally got around to phoning to see if I could claim for the money on the travel insurance. (I don't do personal phone calls but am reasonably okay with 'business' calls).
I didn't hold out much hope as I had no paperwork from either the airline or the lost and found office in Schiphol as it had been first thing in the morning. One chap kept telling me to scan the QR code and fill in an on-line form which wasn't a lot of help as my phone was in the lost bag.
But today a very nice lady took my flight details etc and I also happened to have the receipt from when I got my euros from the Post Office. I had also got the holiday insurance from the Post Office. It took a while but she upheld my claim and I will get £250 which is the maximum they give. As I was expecting nothing it was a really nice surprise. I guess I'll be using the Post Office for my holiday insurance next time.
The changeable weather brought a variety of colours to the sea.
I've been tidying up in the house, washing floors etc while Peter took yet another car load of bags to the dump. It's dry at the moment and I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it will stay that way so I can walk down to the Hall for Pilates rather than drive.