In the garden

Another beautiful day.
We went down to our allotment in the morning and we had a lovely coffee and cakes there.
We spent the afternoon in the garden, pottering about.
People are beginning to say it’s like the hot summer of 1976.
Of course, I’m much too young to remember that!
Or is it because I’m too old!!
Whatever, good to see the foxgloves in bloom
Here's the rather fine song of the title.