a bookfair in very sunny london (and an entirely written in the morning blogpost)

aha! an entirely written in the morning blogpost (how did that happen?).

no kilvert today (drat! horsemouth will have to make it up himself).

a friend has sent him photos from a bookfair in very sunny london. hot air balloons are launched. small children run around in arsenal tops (in high barnet?). typewriters are demonstrated. there is merciless sunshine and heat (by the look of it). 

horsemouth is very envious. he regrets not being there but it was simply impossible to get away. 

he should check on his contacts in london. he should see how they are doing. zoom calls and such like. 

here in the wilds it is now rainy and grey

here in the wilds it is now rainy and grey. horsemouth is not sure what to do. 

he has been out to feed the chickens (here endeth the tasks for the day). 

last night the wave debb show 61 - strange musics from the ambient dub swamps. 

in the day horsemouth delivered the eggs up the hill. on his way (round the back of abbey dore court) he saw a long grey adder in the grass. as he stepped towards it it slithered off. 

(he's forgotten to mention on wednesday there were people abseiling down the outside of the abbey tower, presumably doing structural checks).

this follows up from his slow worm encounter. 

ten years ago horsemouth was crossing into portugal (through the tunnel so new it wasn't on the GPS). on the map the car floated over the mountains.