To be fair I haven't paid a lot of attention to the Jubilee, other than being glad of the extra day off work, but we did watch some of the pageant on the Thames yesterday and I did feel so very sorry for everyone. The weather was so awful that you could see it coming down in torrents on the tv, which means it must have been much worse in reality. For the Pageant Master (what a great job to put on your passport!) after 2 years work it must have been something he had no words for. Nevertheless it was lovely to see all the boats and ships and the Thames full of craft.
I was very impressed by the Royal family's ability to stand up for hours without terrible backache being apparent to the observers, especially the Queen and Prince Philip who are - lets face it - getting on in years!
I hope the choir don't all come down with pneumonia and lose their voices completely as they had got very very wet, and only one girl seemed to have had the sense to take a coat.
Today - in West Wales - has been glorious. We went out for coffee and sat out for 2 cups worth enjoying the sunshine and - as it is in a garden centre - bought some plants. Coming home we had planted the plants, including B's little tomatoes, dahlias and sweet peas which he planted as seeds. We uprooted some of the rampant primulas which are doing a very efficient take over bid for the garden to make way for some other things and after all that we had lunch.
In the garden.
After lunch B continued to garden and I sat in the sun reading the new Hilary Mantel book all afternoon. We had thought about a walk but - well, it was sunny, warm and lovely in the garden. It may not happen again all summer.