I have just topped and tailed a big bowlful of gooseberries from daughter J`s allotment. To my mind, there is nothing like a gooseberry pie. I shall make several, freeze them and then bring them forth victoriously on special occasions.and serve them with lots of cream.
We have the Ditchling Fair coming up soon, a biennial event of great importance in the village . I am trying to think of ways to dress B.Wiggins up for the dog show and am toying with the idea of The Bradley Wiggins which would entail a yellow jersey, a helmet and a little bike to be borrowed from the playgroup.I am, not sure if he will co operate though. Our village choir will be performing on the Green and we will be belting out hits from The Sound of Music, Grease and Mama Mia., with words not altogether appropriate for our age group.
I had a good afternoon with the Year 2`s yesterday. We are still doing our Poems and Thoughts anthology and topics ranged from My Rabbit (unfortunately long dead) Art. and My Feelings. I have to be careful not to let them choose an unsuitable topic as I have visions of these little books going home with the children and being kept in the family archive for generations to come or perhaps not!
I really do not need to watch Springwatch on the telly here as I have so much wildlife visible from my sitting room window: rabbits(lots) squirrels (ditto) ducks, a fox, numerous assorted birds, and there are cuckoos too but only heard not seen.