I have had quite a week. The dogs have been going out with me first thing before it gets too hot for them. On Sunday I was at church as I was helping with some churchwarden duties, and then on the Monday in the evening I went to the final practice I could get to, before our concert.
The next day I was off to Finningley, not far from Doncaster. It was an afternoon talk and I set off in plenty of time arriving very early, but I had spotted a big garden centre nearby and had plenty of time to go and have a look at it.
Then on to the village hall, a very pleasant ex-school house, and the Tuesday Group were a very friendly crowd, and most welcoming. They were good audience too.
The next evening, I was off to Beverley, which I have always found to be a wonderful town. Again, I was early and did some shopping before driving past the centre of the town to my talk.
There was a car event on and I wished I had time to go, but I got to the suburb of Molescroft, and found the school, where I was met by members of the Ladies Society.
They too were an appreciative audience and I enjoyed the cuppa afterwards. Of course, it was still light when I got home, and I went to put the dogs out into the garden.
My Border Collie, Fair, witheringly made it quite clear it was still too hot and remained stalwartly on her bed in the bedroom. It was rather too hot to sleep well, so I read for a while.
I have been working on a project with patchwork this week, and after the early stroll, spent much of the day trying to finish it.
On the Friday I drove off to Snaith, where I was due at the Methodist Chapel. The event was an afternoon tea, to raise money for the building project they have. It went very well, and I later learned that they had raised over £300 for the fund.
On Saturday, I was scoring at our local cricket ground, this time we were playing Drax. They were a very pleasant group and had several younger team members. Their captain assured me it would not be a very long game. It wasn’t.
We batted first and declared at over 300. Then they batted and managed to get 44 runs before being out.
This meant I did not have to rush and had time to let the dogs out, feed them, and the cat, before changing into concert clothes and heading into the church.
The concert by the Pocklington Singers, was of Haydn’s Creation, a wonderful work with some great choruses. It went very well to quite a sizeable audience. I really enjoyed singing in it.
I was rather tired, so as soon as it was over I came back home, hoping to get an early night. I had just put the lights out when the fireworks started nearby.
They did not finish until well after 11 and I know I was not the only person to find it a considerable nuisance.
Of course, the dogs were distressed as well, and it took me a while to calm them down.