We woke this morning to bright sunshine and a cheery weather forecaster announcing the arrival of high pressure to most of the UK, using the special BBC meaning of the word ‘UK’, ie. England and parts of Wales.* Naturally, no sooner had we put the laundry on than the sun went in, the heavens opened, and we soon found ourselves joined by a small wet cat for a day spent indoors.
I did, however, manage to stagger out to the potato patch to dig up these (I appear to have got my seed potatoes muddled up while planting):
Edgecote Purple really is extremely purple. Enough to brighten anyone’s day, however miserable the weather…
* As a Glasgow-based letter writer to the Guardian yesterday pointed out, the nearest thing we’ve had to a heat wave this summer has been slightly warmer rain