Frazzled

It's a bit hot. Another scorcher forecast for tomorrow, and then things are set to calm down a bit. I hid inside most of the day, but these roses don't have that luxury.

Today we finally recognised that Albi, who arrives tomorrow for a visit, will be bringing four accompanying humans with her who, unlike the lovely Albi, don't bring their own bed and board... So, I have been wrangling bedding and Mr B has focused on polishing his meat slicer and making ice. (Just to be clear, there are no euphemisms in the preceding sentence.)

And, bar buying all the bread and cheese tomorrow, we're all set! It's way too long since I've seen these guys and I'm as giddy as a girl whose Daddy has bought her a pony.

Let the good times roll!