The summer solstice has been and gone and I can now recline, and look forward to all those lazy days and balmy evenings once again.
Apart from a few minor details, the new kitchen is now finished, and the letter box is bulging with bills from all those who worked on it; thus, no holiday for us this year!
Not to worry though, one of my daughters brought me a couple of sticks of Scarborough rock back from a recent holiday there with her boyfriend – thanks again you two 🙂
Seaside Rock: one of those great British traditions which I assume to be yet another legacy of the Victorians (but don’t quote me on that). In my opinion, together with warm, sandy tomato sandwiches, rock epitomises the atmosphere and character of summer days at the seaside.
