I am sitting here listening to a running commentary from Hubby about the dogs and security for the Biden / Putin meeting today. A guy took a bite out of a sausage roll and sneezed, and the dogs are being exercised (or sniffing out said sausage roll).
The media are in full force, and a crow has been pecking at the grass (after crumbs?). Someone has been out with the vacuum cleaner, a grey Henry, to sweep the red carpet and can now advertise her services ‘as seen on TV’.
There are lovely shots of the Geneva fountain, something I have actually seen and took pictures of when I went there on business when I worked for the bank.
This is an internet picture.
Meanwhile here in the UK, the day has started warm but breezy.
Both of us had a good night as it was a lot cooler despite the RAF starting their midnight runs bang on time, and were probably back at base by 1 am.
Usual things on a Wednesday with meter readings, and despite our Rug Doctor usage, we were not that much over the norm, so it equates to around 60p. Can’t complain at that.
As there has been no rain, our water butts were almost depleted, so I filled them up last night from mains. This has increased our consumption by point 2 of a cubic meter, so again only pence.
I don’t know what to do with myself today, apart from listen to the somewhat inane witterings of my beloved husband observing what’s going on with a muted screen. It’s probably better and more entertaining actually, especially with doughnut runs, coffee breaks and farting pigeons. It’s 11.05 and people outside the grounds are taking photographs of people taking pictures of people inside as they arrive.
I’d rather watch the dogs.
I’ll close this post with a couple of pictures of the Ancient Mariner I took this morning. Some of the blooms are shedding their petals now, but it is still glorious and will continue to be so for some considerable time.
Keep safe everyone and take care.