Making hay while the sun shines

Whew, but it was so hot today, my car showed 29.5C and it is going to get even hotter this weekend. I am not complaining as this may be the only two weeks of summer weather that we get!

I tried to walk Xena in the cool and shady part of the woods today, and I won't be taking her out again in the late afternoon as that is when it seems to be even hotter.

Tonight I am going with Gavin to the Corpus Christi dinner at the Skinners Company(he is a court member there). It is always celebrated on the first Thursday after Trinity Sunday, and while it is mainly a celebration in the Catholic Church, with many Catholic countries having today as a public holiday, I did wonder why an ancient livery company celebrates this each year when the UK is traditionally not a Catholic country country. Then I realised that these livery companies go back to the 1300s, so before Henry VIII broke away from the Catholic church. 

The dinner is held in Skinners Hall which has recently undergone a three year refurbishment, not an easy project as it is a Grade I listed building going back to 1672 - the original building of 1295 was destroyed by the Great Fire of London in 1666. I was invited to a lunch and tour of the newly renovated building but missed it as it was when Gavin was in hospital, so I am very much looking forward to seeing the building tonight.

Tomorrow we get the new car - I am very sad to be trading in my much loved car, which is a very sporty cabriolet model. This current car replaced it's predecessor nearly 8 years ago and I had that car for about 7 years, so for the past 15 years I have enjoyed driving a cabriolet, which I now will no longer be doing. It is now costing too much with it's services so it needs to be replaced, but I sure will miss it. The new car is not a sexy cabriolet :( Tommy also loved this car and had to have a spin around the block in it on Sunday night to say goodbye.

The field down the road has been cut and baled, and I missed seeing that happen - however there was one solitary bale of hay that the farmer probably forgot to collect, and I thought it looked good under those two beautiful oak trees.