It's been a hectic couple of weeks, but some wonderful times have been had by all, I've particularly enjoyed having my Grand children round to visit, I've been more than happy to keep an eye on them whilst my daughter is at work, plus I think it's been a great opportunity for them to get involved helping me out in the garden. Through no fault of my daughter's she simply hasn't got the time to do a lot with them much of the time, besides putting an Ipad in their hands and leaving them to it.

It's a shame really, my grandson Christopher's eyes lit up when he saw the progress some of the fruit and veg he'd planted earlier on in the summer had made last week. It's moments like that, I feel so sad that the world has turned so clinical and automated, but hey ho, they're getting some exposure at least so that's the main thing.

So on the subject of produce, I'm just about picking up the last of the runner beans at the moment, and the potatoes are still turning up too, I don't know for how much longer mind you. Besides that it's my old reliable favourite rhubarb that's making the biggest appearance as per usual, so I should think a crumble or two is on the cards (Caroline permitting of course!)

It's probably completely psychological but it seems to me that the temperature always drops as soon as the calender flips over to month number 9, of course there's no way that it could possibly be that clock work, shows the power of suggestion I suppose. Either way the chill in the air is very real now, albeit with the odd wave of heat throughout the day. Still I've got no complaints, besides the sudden influx of daddy long legs, time to get the hoover out!