MONO MONDAY

A few months ago, we met Rosemary and David, a lovely couple, when we were doing our shopping at Waitrose - we haven’t seen them for sometime because of illness and holidays, so we were pleased to see them today.  We had been in much earlier for our free coffee, so it was good to see them again.  A tannoy announcement said that the store would be observing a one minute silence at 11.00 a.m.  for all those affected by the Grenfell Tower tragedy in London, so having met them just before 11, we duly observed the silence and then chatted.

It was unbelievable that one man who was at the counter waiting to get his coffee grumbled about having to wait - but I was glad to see that the staff stood their ground and made him wait until after the silence.  

I had already taken some photographs of either Mr. or Mrs. Great Tit in the garden before we went - so have put one of those in as an extra.  

Many thanks to you all for your kind comments, stars and hearts for yesterday’s Blip - I apologise for not getting round to commenting but we went to Glendale Church at Newbury in the evening to hear GodsCreation (a fellow Blipper) give her testimony, which was very moving, and didn’t get back until quite late.  We also met ThingsBeautiful at the service, so a trio of Blippers - should have asked Mr. HCB to take a photograph, but didn’t think of it at the time!

Driving home, we saw a beautiful sunset over Swindon - it was worth driving to Newbury when it was so hot just to see that!

It’s a real scorcher again today - and for once, it was a pleasure to be doing the shopping in an air-conditioned store.  Our older son, Martyn, is coming round to see Mr. HCB as he didn’t see him yesterday on Father’s Day, but there isn’t much air around, so I daresay we will be sitting indoors, where at least it is cooler than in the garden.  Our younger son, Jules, rang yesterday from Vietnam where it was only 2 degrees higher than it was here - it is lovely to see the sun, but unlike Jules, we aren't used to it quite this hot!

“In early June 
     the world of leaf 
          and blade 
               and flowers explodes, 
and every sunset is different.”

John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent