Dwarf courgettes

Our friend who is over from Australia came to visit this morning, so I made a couple of lemon cakes after breakfast, hoping that they would cool quickly enough for me to offer him a slice from one of them.

As it happened, he arrived a bit earlier than expected, so when we served coffee he had a Nutty Joy biscuit instead of the lemon cake. Then after lunch he polished off the (quite large) portion of raspberry torte that I’d deliberately held back for him at lunch yesterday. Thus when he left around 3.00 pm, he hadn’t actually eaten a piece of the lemon cake about which he’d dropped some not-so-subtle hints before he came! Never mind, it gives Smithers and The Traveller, plus T and her brother and his girlfriend, plenty of lemon cake to share over the next day or two, with another one safely stored away in the freezer for later.

I have run out of subjects to photograph in the garden, so here’s a shot of our putative courgette crop, which was taken in a daze of tiredness late this afternoon. The leaves and stalks are growing apace, but the courgettes themselves seem to have reached a growth plateau and I’m starting to doubt whether we’ll ever get to harvest any …