Rooftop view

I hate heights. Luckily only Angie was witness to my venture on to the roof to check out a broken roof tile the chimney sweep had mentioned on his last visit. With all the gear I donned, I would have been over-dressed/equipped for an Everest climb.

Boy was it hot up there, the rubber on my shoes melted on the tiles. Turns out the broken tile was a very bad bit of workmanship by the company contracted to replace the electricity pole that had to be replaced. It's not critical but could be made better. Will see if we have someone visiting who will do it for me.

The vegetable garden is doing a treat this year. Typically in a year when one can't have visitors to share it with!