We had a great Saturday afternoon at Scarlett's school 'fayre' (they were called fetes in my day). Scarlett was in a cheerleading demo and Flo rode her first (and last if Rob has his way) pony. To quote Rob - "two words - Christopher Reeve"). With the weather clouding over and the burgers all sold out, we zoomed home to receive our London guests Ruth and Pete. While we were raring to go (even me despite getting up at 5.30am for work), the Londoners needed a pre-dinner sleep for an hour, while we prepared dinner. I've become obsessed with a new dish of par-boiled new potatoes roasted with rosemary sprigs, cherry toms, red peppers, red onions, garlic and half a bottle of balsamic. The jammy result is outstanding. I served this with pork and asparagus and then we had a cheese board in front of the fire - the fire!! In June!!
This seemed ridiculous on Sunday when it hit 30 degrees here in sunny Hastings and we hosted lunch on the deck for Ruth and Pete and the Harrisons, who drove down from Surrey. We had the hammock up, sunlounger out, rugs and newspapers on the lawn, sunshades up and my newest bunting on display. Rob's eclairs made an appearance which closed the conversation down for several minutes as they were shovelled in. A triumph. Today it's even hotter - 32 degrees and with both children at school and Rob at work until 12, I have my eye on that sunlounger and the papers. 
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