There is a howling gale - the noise is quite fearsome and there is without a doubt no walk today for Percy and me, we would have difficulty in keeping our wheels and feet. And in any case I needed to stay in today for two reasons. The first of these was the delivery of my locally cooked ready meals - they are delicious and can now be bought in single, for one, portions. They can be eaten fresh or they can be frozen and they are made by a very reputable local company. I kept out the Lasagne for lunch today and the rest have been frozen = pork goulash, hunter's chicken, fish pie, chicken in white wine sauce, the lot and my freezer is full to bursting. I had it with garden peas, it was deliciously tasty and the house smells beautiful!
The other reason for staying in is that the electrician is coming to try and locate the source of a noise like a switch which has been annoying me ever since I came to live here. It suggests a thermostat clicking on and off and sometimes it keeps me awake at night. By the time I am writing this he has been and has disconnected one possible source of the noise but in fact I think I have heard the noise again since he went. But we did have a pleasant chat about our little town and all the old shops which have long since disappeared. He is a local and has never lived anywhere else whereas I am very much an 'incomer' but I have now lived here for thirty three years so I am getting there.
Television-wise it is one of my favourite evenings of the week as Monty Don is presenting 'Gardeners' World' at eight o'clock. How my father would have loved Monty. I loved my father very much - he was a kind and gentle man and he taught me a love of all nature. Here is a poem I wrote some years ago in his memory (he died in 1971)
'The Armchair Gardener'
Swathes of poppies,
banks of delphiniums,
fronds of ferns and
a cascade of pools.
He planned it all from the
comfort of his armchair.
Outside
golden dandelions
and a rash of purple thistles
painted their own canvas.
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