The heat of the past few days really divided the camp here. The dogs and Lovely Hubby were determined to be in the heat of the sun no matter how much it beat down. LH riding round on his tractor, humping bags of compost around and generally carrying on as normal.
Suky did retire to the kitchen every now and then to flop on the cool tiled floor, but she likes to be with the others so she came out whenever I did and for me that was as briefly as possible. Hanging washing on the line, dashing over to the Orchard with fresh water for the chickens, the quickest ever watering of the seedlings in the polytunnel. There was not a hope in hell of me working in there with the temperature steady at 45 degrees even with all the doors open.
Rosy just wanted to get through the fence to try and get to Mr Mole, who's tunneling exploits were still ongoing. Ironically this house is known to older locals as 'The Mole Catchers House' as that's what one of the former owners did for a living. He would no doubt be horrified at this recent invasion.
Ginger, as you saw yesterday, just lay in the shade, stretched out to his full length, keeping an eye on everyone from his vantage point near the door. Today it's so much cooler and that makes me happy.
I'm not a hot weather person at all ... I've even turned the Aga off !!