What a glorious day it was yesterday. I thoroughly enjoyed my after-lunch walk with the dog - across 39 Acres and round the Roman Camp - after which it was a toss-up what I should do. I have been tasked by the lady who usually does it with finding musical entertainment for the Lilac Lark. With less than two months to go that could be rather a tall order. I needed a haircut if I am to avoid the use of pretty pink ribbons. And the grass needed cutting. The garden won and I got both the back lawns cut. I was a little surprised that the grass box was not more full until I realised I had left the mower on a high setting from last summer/autumn. Still, that's not a bad idea for the first cut of the year. In fact, I'm not sure I won't leave it on that setting all summer as the grass does feel delightfully springy at this height. I also got the peas in. In past years I have sown them a row at a time avery few weeks in the hope of spreading the cropping season (as recommended on the seed packet). It never worked. Either the rows all grew together or, in the case of the last sowings, nothing came up anyway. So this year I thought what the heck and sowed the whole packet straight away.
Now, should I go and get my hair cut or try to find some music or write the minutes of last night's Lions meeting?