Yesterday: At last there was some action on the roof farm. The first Cocozelle squash (basically a zucchini on steroids) is beginning to show its racing stripes.
A German Striped tomato appeared.
A Tatuma squash - quite tiny - is developing.
I dug out my first pot of potatoes.
Vince and I sat, far hotter than we felt like being, and sipped cold G&T's as the sun - still high well past 6.30pm - slid down the glaring sky.
An hour later we watched it, a red and sinking balloon, dip below the horizon, beyond Jersey. The longest day. All gone. The heat still a cloud wrapped around us. Our picnic? Tuna mousse, ajo blanco (almond and garlic soup) with ice and grapes, and a spicy mango salad.