altho' still only April, it has been hotter than LA for the last week or so. Of course, being Brits, there is a lot of mumbling and grumbling ('no good can come of this' etc.etc.) Roses, which normally do not see the light of day till June, are shyly peeking out while my dahlias are pressing against the greenhouse roof (they are on a shelf). Potatoes are needing earthing up even though they went in late and I am spending untold amounts of time in my new garden (which now has some sitting space instead of total squashness, having to creep, in single file, through the jungly rampageousness - hell after a rainfall, too). Even had to dig out the garden hats. For the first time in my entire gardening life, I have been spending time reading, chatting, drinking tea and idling with my lovely (huge) daughter, merely admiring instead of faffing and fiddling (which still goes on, obviously, just not ALL the time).