Today - we, Captain B, Bea, and me - met Linda and John at the Philip Jackson open day. He opens his lovely gardens with their elegant statuary once a year on behalf of the Murray Downland Trust.
Once again, he had a sunny day for it. Though we nearly didn't make it, as our Chauffeur Captain Butterfly was on a SusSAR call out in the early hours.
Thank God the Misper was found alive and well on the beach. So we drove off through the lovely Sussex countryside. What a beautiful month May is!
The Jackson garden is looking lovelier than ever - the garden statuary seemed taller than ever, and (to really get to the aesthetics) the hot dogs were the best ever. And the tea and cakes.
So a good day all round. And we we were all a lot rounder by the time we got outside those cakes.
Captain B then hurtled off on urgent Butterfly business - and Bea and I recovered at home. My leg is really hurting and I hope that the Jackson Annual Garden Do isn't going to be a bridge too far from now on.
Jacks is still not well, or she would have been there with us. I missed my companion, as she is always ready for a sit down.