Sunday

What a dismal day it was yesterday, to be sure.  The early sun vanished fairly quickly although it remained dry until after the beginning of the June Fair.  I was on the gate so we sat in the drizzle getting not terribly wet until just before the Infant dance (organised by yours truly, the KS coordinator).

I was so mortified.  As the dance started I realised that a Y2 didn't have a partner so I whizzed over to him to be his partner.  Just sixteen beats before the end of the dance, I slipped on the damp grass and went a right cropper in front of what felt like thousands of parents, most of whom were filming!  I landed on my bum and one wrist.  The bum is well padded and OK but the wrist is now rather sore.  But the biggest hurt is to my self esteem!!!

The daft thing is I was so careful to ensure that the children had suitable shoes for dancing but had smooth soled sandals on myself as I had not expected to dance.

As it's the last June fair dance I will choreograph, I think I can properly say I went out with a bang.  Shame it was me on the floor, that's all!  I wonder if it registered on the Richter Scale!

I had intended to spend rather a lot at my last June Fair as a member of staff staff but ended up going home early.  I did buy some raffle tickets so who knows and I had bought some rather nice looking flowers before the gates opened - two pretty pink trailing geraniums (one dark and one light) and a tray of dianthus.  They are now in their pots in their probably forever place and I will see how I think they look over the next few days before planting them properly.  The middle bed is now complete for the year and, with any luck, most of what is planted will come up again year after year.  I like beds like that!  My mum said that once I retired my garden would be a show place.  It won't, I don't know enough, but it should look quite pretty all the same.  All I want is for it to be a pleasant place in which to sit out.

So now it is Sunday and it's a full day of work as I was zonked yesterday and snuggled cosily under my owly fleece for the rest of the day, feeling ridiculously sorry for myself!  Well, things were sore!
The rain stayed around and drizzled heavily which gave the beds a pretty good soaking, thank goodness, before clearing up at some point in the early evening - no idea when because I was asleep - when the sun shone again.  A heavy shower can be worse than useless as most of it runs away but a steady heavy drizzle works a treat!

Now it is dull and damp again.  There's been more rain by the looks of things and there could be more to come.  No complaints from me as the plants are all looking so much happier this morning after a long, gentle drink.  There's even some flower buds on the tomato plants.

Have a wonderful day, rain or shine.  Mine is work filled - how about you?