A beetroot football

 Yesterday afternoon turned out to be just as hot as the preceding days, Betty and I were both limp rags.  I don't know about you, but this weather just tires me out so much, even though I'm not doing anything strenuous - or anything much at all, to be honest.  I guess it's also a case of being tired during the day because I'm not sleeping well, both Betty and I are restless and uncomfortable during the night, due to the heat.  It is a bit cooler this morning, due to there being more of a breeze - it felt so lovely first thing when I went round opening all the windows wider - I've kept them open a little the past few nights.  I don't much like having windows open at night in a bungalow, although I'm quite sure Betty would raise the alarm if anyone tried to get in.  

I've just checked the forecast for the coming week - temperatures here are still forecast to be in the 30s until Friday, when it drops(!!) to 27.  I'll be a dripping wreck by then.

I asked husband this morning to get some veg in - I actually ask him at least every other day, I specifically told him this year I do not want marrows so he'd better make sure he picks the courgettes before they get to that size, which he has done, apart from a couple that he'd missed and were on their way to being marrow sized.  We've had several bags of new potatoes, which are lovely - husband complains because they're not jacket potato sized....well they're not supposed to be, they're first and second earlies and are just the right size for boiled new potatoes or potato salads.  We've also had a few carrots - again small sized but that's fine by me, and one picking of beetroot, enough for 2 meals for us both.  He's been saying up to yesterday that our French beans weren't ready - well I had a quick look yesterday and saw loads of a perfect size for eating now.  The trouble is, he sows so many seeds and so thickly that everything grows all clumped together in massed bushes, so he can't see much because he doesn't look past the end of his nose - if something isn't right in front of his face, he can't see it.  This morning he brought in a bowlful of new potatoes, half a dozen small carrots and 4 golf ball sized beets, I suggested he go and look for more carrots and beets.  He's just come back in with another half dozen carrots....and the most ginormous beetroot, small football sized, and he says there are more that size!  Oh and he also, having looked properly, came in with a bowlful of French beans, enough for about 6 meals for the two of us.  Oh and about a dozen courgettes.  I intend to roast a large trayful of the root veggies, some for dinner this evening and more to have cold as salads for the next few days.

I should mention that the reason husband remembered which recliner chair I'd said I liked is because it's a very distinctive colour and pattern:-

This isn't quite the same as the one we saw in the shop a couple of years ago, but it's very similar, my bedroom has purple coloured furnishings, a plain grey carpet and cream walls, so it will be a lovely splash of colour.  Husband's also intending to order one for himself - in plain grey, I might add!  

My cleaner comes tomorrow, I've got physio on Tuesday when I should find out the results of the shoulder x-ray I had, which will be interesting.  Then on Wednesday we'll be going to collect our new glasses.....I don't think there's any danger of husband blurting out anything else embarrassing - but one never knows with him!