Bun in the oven

Yes ..excuse the pun .. but this weekend I have discovered what it would be like to be a bun in the oven ... rather than just having a bun in the oven. It is absolutely baking, reaching 30 degrees plus and the eagerly anticipated promise of thunderstorms never materialized!

Yesterday spent the afternoon round at Vertigo and Visa's admiring their culinary BBQ skills and playing with Mujnu. He discovered watermelon for the first time and sucked it dry of every drop of juice.

Was invited to go to Hyde Park today to watch my friend rollerblading .. can't risk skating now unless I have one of my Torvill and Dean moments again. So instead I spent the day being hosed down by Cream (willingly .. before you have images of riot control water guns .. there is a fine mist attachment to the hosepipe!) in between periods of lounging in the gazebo. It was so hot that even the lilies in the garden started wilting so I had to sacrifice my own needs and turn the hose on them before they collapsed completely.

Visited Dad as it was Fathers Day and marvelled at his green fingered neighbour who walked down to the bottom of his vegetable patch empty handed and returned with two bottles of beer! Got only knows what else he is growing down there!