This lovely table arrangement was from my cousin's daughter's wedding, held at Nonsuch Mansion at the end of June.
Not the best photo of Marianne and Jack, taken just after they had signed the register, the official photographer had banned other shots during the ceremony, here they are with her parents in the grounds.
We were so fortunate with the weather, warm enough to sit out all the evening if one didn't wish to dance but not so hot that one was uncomfortable in finery.
It was a good deal warmer the following Wednesday when I went to Town to see High Society at the Old Vic, the air conditioning in the South West train's quiet carriage, nor the next one wasn't working, in the next one all was cool. At the end of the journey I asked a smartly dressed businessman if he put his dirty shoes on the sofa at home, he was most embarrassed, admitted doing so without thinking as he was tired, I was quite right and he wouldn't do it again. I wish SW trains would make regular announcements about feet on seats, often am scared to say anything hence mentioning it as the doors were opening so I could escape onto the platform at Waterloo.
Just want to record something that is resonates with taking on new ideas. I came out of the Old Vic theatre with another lady who had been part of the U3A group, we needed to cross from Waterloo Road to reach Waterloo station, automatically I stopped at the first crossing at the junction of two roads. Whilst waiting a long while for the pedestrian lights, the other lady pointed out it would be quicker to use the crossing nearer the station for the lights just controlled one crossing and one line of traffic. Sounds so simple, but never occurred to me.
Life is a bit chaotic at Pixie Towers, the kitchen cupboards are being replaced so the contents are scattered around, this is the dining table.