An eclectic selection of thoughts from me, Mark Pinsent
Bloody hell it’s hot
The thermometer by the back door (which is in the shade) is reading 36 degrees this lunchtime. I’m out walking the dogs which, given two of them are black and hairy, might not be a good idea. The sunflowers are wilting fast, biut the seeds are getting ripe. Must be good for the vines too?