DINNER
Scottish Scampi Tails
Oven Chips
Homegrown Courgette Sauteed in Butter
Asparagus

Some rather dull Ice Cream

It's a very tasty dinner, I thought I'd make the effort and cook something I really like, just for me. If Mr A was here he'd like it too. He's away working, back tomorrow night.

Another blisteringly hot day. I've finally shaved my legs and they saw the sun today, and the sun saw them.

I went to Morrisons web site to email a complaint about them withdrawing Walnut Dream Ice Cream only to discover that they don't have an email contact address, you can either phone or write - so I'm going to write. I've tried 2 other different sorts of ice cream and they aren't a patch on the ol' Walnut Dream.

Instead of the usual 5 Scarabellas, there were 4 of us for our singing rehearsal last night. Brenda is going to be away travelling for most of the summer, so the rest of us decided to learn songs with 4 parts so that we could still do gigs while she's away.
First we had to decide what songs we wanted to do for this one particular gig at the Swansea Fringe Festival, probably just be able to sing 4 songs. We each will bring a song to learn, so that we all get a chance to sing what we want to. Rhiannon's going to sing 'How Sweet It Is,' a classic soul song. Anna's going to learn a Spanish Latin-type song and Carol has quite decided what song she wants. I'm going to sing one of my songs, a reggae rhythmn song called Hummingbird. The others have heard me performing this song with the guitar so they know it.
I got some Sushi before rehearsal rather than the Potato Wedges with Chilli n Cheese. I shared it with Rhiannon who hadn't eaten it before and loved it.

Minnie cat got stuck inside a wall on sunday! Looking for nesting places, she crawled through a small hole in the top of the airing cupboard and fell down, in between the walls. Mr A heard her and realized what had happened. He had to break the wall to get her out. It was plasterboard, so using the hammer he could get her out. Don't know if I could have if he wasn't here.
I can't remember if I've told you all this already.....if I have, pretend I haven't.

The flowers in the garden are stunning. The Sweet Williams are vibrant in all shades of red and pink. Mr A planted them in a long row along the bottom terrace of the garden. They've grown really tall, about 3ft high. I've put some in the front flower garden, spread around, they don't look so good as all together in a row but pretty good. I put in Hollyhocks I grew from seed and the bloody slugs had some of them.
I put some slug pellets down, but Mr A isn't happy about it. I forgot that he hasn't used them for ages, going for organic. Whoops.....The Sweet Peas are just about to flower. Mr A made long tubs and planted them out the front of the house so they will grow up the wall. The Night Scented Stock is still sending out the most delicious fragrance every evening. It opens up at night, becoming a luminous violet colour.

As the rehearsal was on as the same time as I'm Sorry I haven't a Clue on radio 4, I'm listening to catch up now, as I'm writing my post.
Some people can do that, I find that I can't pay attention to the radio while I'm making up stuff for this. They've got a new panel member, Victoria Wood, who is one of our best comediennes, a very funny woman. I keep having to stop what I'm writing to listen to the radio, so this is going to take a while..

.........a while later.......

At the recycling part of Morrisons, they have a Salvation Army bin for clothes. At last, I've cleared out my drawers (yes, really,) and along with Mr A have made quite a hefty deposit of clothes into that bin.
I have a bag full of materials, which I fully intend to use with an old quilt that was my mothers. I want to add squares to it, and it's a project that has been waiting for a while....so any clothes I don't want but are made of nice material go into the bag. I managed to salvage a few bits that Mr A wanted to chuck, including 2 large handkerchiefs, clean and ready to be used. He said that he wouldn't use them, so I've taken them and will use them myself. Another thing he wanted to go was a black velvet bow tie. I thought it might look quite dashing, a la James Bond, but he says he won't ever wear it.

Last night we had another barbeque. As Mr A makes his own charcoal, there's loads of it so we barbie quite often. It was beefburgers. Real ones. At the party, neighbours brought some beefburgers to share. They were crap. Made with a lot of water, they spat and made the barbie smoke a lot so that we had to move it. With the ones I buy, there's no water coming out and they taste far far better than the cheap frozen ones.
Tip: It's always worth paying a leetle beet extra for good food.