After sun

According to my weather widget it is 28 degrees (centigrade) outside and raining. Maybe this is a prediction because the view from the window is one of brilliant sunshine. The village is enjoying its annual fare, with stalls and music and a lot of people wandering around wearing no shirts. I have locked myself in the house to get some work done.

Having created a very hard edged, Crimsoneque piece of music last night I'm balancing things out today by playing a little Bach on the bass and then making scones. Cheese scones mind you, none of this namby panby stuff.

Should certain readers be wondering what happened to the two promised songs; they aren't far away.