Heat and damp

It's all foggy and yet strangely hot and stuffy. Everything smells of mould. 

I wrapped up in my big raincoat *, wellies and waterproof hat to walk the hounds this morning, but you might as well wrap up for a sauna.  If it's still like this this evening I think I'll just wear something that is not too absorbent and resign myself to a soaking. It is that sort of weather when not wearing any clothes at all would probably be much more practical than anything in my wardrobe. 

I do not envy those hopeful souls that are on camping holidays in Cornwall.

* no binder twine belt though. 

Potatoes

Looked hopefully in my potato bin, but no sign of life yet.    Was disappointed, only, on checking back, I realise they were only planted the Friday before last. How time drags when you are waiting for potatoes.