Been busy doing almost nothing, just watching the sea roll in and out of the bay while Peter the lobster man sinks his pots and marker buoys, and an eagle-eyed gull waits patiently for a share of his catch. Given the changing weather pattern, it is good to just enjoy the fine sunny days when they arrive.

This time of year, everything takes care of itself mostly, especially the muddle of self-seeded plants making for lazy days in the sunshine. Grateful to the bright scarlet salt-hardy fuchsias, and the ubiquitous daisy-like erigerons and blue agapanthuses that grow wild in these parts, for not wanting much attention.

On such days, energetic types get in their RHIBs and blast themselves round the bay over to the Rame peninsula’s lovely beach and medieval chapel atop it. Makes you tired just watching it all.

And as for progress with my next book, the garden room awaits its writer who has been busy watching the world go by while thinking about the characters and scene sets. Work starts soon(ish).

Come back next month for a progress report on this and the big veggie harvesting.