A slow day

Another steaming hot day, so nothing moved fast, neither humans or animals.

R left home about 6am to drive to Heathrow, slow traffic. Then her flight was late in arriving. Boarded at 2pm, was still sitting on the runway at 4pm and eventually landed at Riyadh by 9.30 pm our time. Hate to think what time it was out there. A long day for her, but I was pleased to be able to head for bed knowing she was on the ground.

I spent time knitting, watching the tennis from Wimbledon, sleeping and after 9pm watering the garden.