Totally brilliant spring weather yesterday and today - 20 degrees. Yesterday Flo and I began with a 2-hour garden session at the farm project we are part of. While I weeded the raspberry patch and then mulched the vines, Flo made what were essentially 'poo castles' out of the compost pile. After a quick lunch at home, Rob dropped us off at the seafront with Flo's new bike and while she cycled, I ran. She amazed me by making it halfway to Bexhil and back, a good 4 miles, with me panting along beside her. Rick came by train last night from Bedfordshire for dinner - only 3 trains required - and poor Flo, try as she might, could not keen those big dark brown eyes open long enough to greet him. Breakfast with Uncle Rick this morning had to do before he got 3 trains back to work again.
Today was just as stunning so Flo, Rob and I (donning shorts and sundresses, sans cardis) drove into Kent to Sissinghurst, to the extraordinary house and gardens of 1930s gardening guru, Vita Sackville-West. It was a fairly long, hot drive, but through beautiful countryside, so we were disappointed to arrive and find the gardens and house and cafe and shop, all closed - Wednesdays and Thursdays are the only days it is isn't open! Silly, silly Mummy. However, we were able to do one of the walks around the grounds, passing fields of (mint sauce-loving) lambs, tranquil lakes and got a stunning view of the gardens alive with daffodils, bluebells and snowdrops. It was absolutely gorgeous. We stopped for a pint in the sunny garden of a village pub on the way home, making it a near perfect day.
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