No trip to the bakers for us today. After our morning walk down to the, by now, arid stream bed we return to The Rickety Old Farmhouse to discover the gardeners are here en masse. It would have been nice of them to let us know they were coming..
Four of the gardeners trim the cypress trees which continue to add a foot of height a year. We lost some of them in the strong Spring gales, so a haircut ahead of the winter storms is a good idea. Another team of gardeners start work on trimming the laurel hedge that runs for a hundred metres or so along the lane.
Sophie manages to get a quick second walk while the gardeners stop for a cup of coffee. Sophie is not greatly enamoured with a garden that echoes to the sound of half a dozen chain saws. She and her master head off to the calm of the Holy Well. On our walk we discuss the Supreme Court. Who would believe 2020 could hold any more surprises ?