I’ve just been outside watching the sky looking for the meteors.

Yes, there are some, not that many though at the moment, far fewer than the estimated two per minute. Curiously as many, if not more, are coming from the south rather than radiating from Perceus.

The sky at the moment is very clear. Clear enough that even on the outskirts of Oxford, if you find a dark corner and allow your eyes to adjust you can make out the ghostly form of the milky way. Though my viewing wasn’t helped by a neighbour at the back turning on his porch light “so that he could sit in his deckchair to look at the meteors.” (And no, I didn’t think that a 100watt bulb would help his viewing pleasure either.)

Anyway, I’m too tired to look any longer, so I’m off to bed.

This weekend Em, Jerry drove down from Bolton to visit along with little Laura and Amy.

It’s been a lovely, if exhausting, weekend. The exhaustion was really to do with the visit, merely mild insomnia or at least interrupted sleep due to the weather being a bit too warm at night for my taste.

Friday evening was a nice, quiet chatter, after the copious pizza, that is. 🙂

Seeing as the weather forecast for Saturday’s weather looked good a picnic was planned. Grim and Holly were able to come over from Godalming for the day so we all met up at the Harcourt Arboretum just down the road. What I hadn’t known was that this weekend there was a Forest Festival event going on at which there was wood working, home-made food, working horses and, most importantly, farm fresh ice cream. Yum!

Annnnyway…. the picnic was lovely. We almost ate all the humongous pile of food, including the army of gingerbread men bought in Sainsbury’s, but there was still enough left over for the evening meal. It was also fun watching Laura being chased around by a younger suiter who was wearing football kit and wanted to play with Grim’s flying ring. Anyway, much fun was had by all.

Today was slightly less eventful with only a trip to Sainsbury’s (for more food), a delicious lunch croned by an apple and blackberry crumple made by Em using blackberries from my bramble, all eaten out on the back meadow within feet of the blackberry bush. That only left a quick journey to the park to run down the batteries of the little girls before it was time for the good-byes.

I was really lovely to see them all agian and to see that little Amy had now grown up so much and was a real person now. It’s been almost 18 months since I last saw them, about a third of Amy’s life. Hopefully we’ll all meet up again rather sooner than that in the future.