Fluttering forget-me-nots!

In the garden this afternoon and although there are few bees, there are loads of little blue Adonis butterflies and they all love the forget-me-nots. Since this might well be the last sunny day for a while we were all out catching some rays.
I've been looking for two pairs of shoes for Ever, they were put away last summer, never to be used again until we got some good weather. We've got the weather, can I find the shoes? I have become so desperate I almost resorted to getting some more shoes, having read this review:

"Nubuck look-a-like heaven complete with no less than three buckles per foot! OMG!!!!!!!!!

My feet have never looked back!!!!!!  I used to suffer from gangrene on my metatarsals and phalanges. my right ankle was distended from 10am each morning until well after supper, and my left microtarsals were severely swollen ever since that incident involving my mother-in-law and a chicken."

And so us Rae Smiths also tried some other Rays,










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Brightonfestival.org

This year Michael Rosen leads 5,000 children from 83 schools, colleges and community groups who take over the streets of our city in a celebration of the alphabet. With Jokers and Jesters, Pirates and Pacifists and all the letters in the lexicon.
Typical, hot all week, we make it to the weekend for the biggest children's parade in the UK, and it rains.
For over 25 years the Children’s Parade has opened Brighton Festival, with local school children stepping into showstopping costumes they have designed and made themselves. Around 10,000 people come along to see the parade and be part of the largest annual children’s event in the UK. With a different theme each year, Same Sky spends six months working behind the scenes to create the parade.

I spent most of the day trying to get the hot water hot. Is it part of the built in obsolescence that boilers only break down on bank holiday weekends?
But I'm rejoicing coming off warfarin and going to Greece with Zelda for a week of sun and swimming. Both of our chickadees are getting married this summer so us Mother Hens need a bit of calm before the celebrations.



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