My week this week: Colour

Ah, what a difference a week makes hey?  And although it's been a tad on the warm side, it's been great!  It seems our weather is acting a bit like a stroppy teenager, going from extreme to extreme with no middle ground.  But I have to say I much prefer the warmer side of the scale, don't you?

When I sat down to think about what word I'd choose to sum up this week, my first thoughts were outside because I've spent a lot of time outdoors this week. Whether it's been over at the allotment, in the garden or finding a spot outside for lunches. But then when I thought again, colour was a less obvious choice but one that immediately felt right.

At the allotment I managed to plant some celeriac and the squashes and finally all of the tomatoes have been fed.  There is still more weeding to do, and I think I'll write that every time I mention the plot, but we are making progress even if it doesn't feel that way all of the time. We picked luscious red raspberries and dug up some purple potatoes for tea. So even our produce is colourful!

I also picked the first of what I hope will be many, bunches of sweet peas.  When I picked them there was a mix of blues, pinks and purples, but overnight in their jam jar of water they'd all turned purple.  I think that probably says quite a bit about our water here! But they were still pretty whatever colour they fancied being!

We've used the barbecue every night too. It's been lovely to be outside and enjoying the warmer weather late into the evening. We're getting more adventurous with what we cook on there too - I find that happens the more we use it.  There has been burgers and sausages this week, but there's also been a spatchcocked chicken and these spicy pork kebabs.

The downside of spending evenings in the garden though is that my blogging routine has suffered, so if this weather continues I'll have to work out a new plan.

I've also been wearing a lot of colour this week. There's been pinks, greens, blues, yellows although not all of them at the same time. I wear a lot of colour anyway, but this week I think lots more people have been wearing more summery colours. Actually even as I sit here typing this I'm in a colour combination that my eldest niece inspired. When she started dancing she wanted pink and purple dancing attire, and today I'm wearing a purple crinkly skirt with a cerise top.

At the time we thought her colour matching, shall we say bold but perhaps she was just ahead of her time.  And just to finish the look I have yellow flip flops.  Colour, it's the way forward...

The last colourful snippet I'm sharing is of my garden table set up ready for tomorrow's post - do pop back - and yes, you can see why colour is a good word for me this week!

A colourful garden table

How's your week been?

The Reading Residence

My week this week: Dodge

Yes dodge, in years gone by - my netballing ones - I'd've been pleased to have this as the word to represent my week, as it would have meant I'd been showing great prowess around the court. Sadly though my netballing days are a good few years behind me, so it's not that.


Mostly this week I've been dodging the rain like many of you. Sometimes successfully, but not always. I was due to visit a local office by bike on Tuesday but that didn't happen in that rain, and I've said before but it's amazed me how much it's rained at 1pm and 5pm this week. Hmmm.

The rain has also meant no barbecues this week and no evening allotment visits. Not to water my veg, I think they've had plenty of rain but I'd hoped to feed my tomatoes. So that's a job that's moving to the weekend, keep your fingers crossed!

As well as rain this week I seem to have been dodging housework. That could be a plus I guess, depending on your view point. Maybe I just have too much on my list to do this week which is why I feel I'm not making any progress. Can you guess what else I might be doing this weekend?

I didn't get to write a weekly post last week, that's partly because we had something decidedly dodgy going on here. We were woken in the early hours by a knock on our back door. It took us a while to work out what it was as well, it's not somewhere we expect people to knock. 

When we investigated, from upstairs at first we spotted someone in our neighbour's garden with a searchlight. We headed downstairs to investigate further, still from inside the house, and noticed that our other neighbours fence had collapsed. Seeing no further activity, we checked everything was locked, locked some internal doors and went back to bed. And eventually back to sleep. 

The next day I learnt more by talking to neighbours. One had seen a person with a searchlight in our garden and seen him scramble over the eight foot fence. Later in the day two neighbours from two and three doors up stopped by. They too had had damage overnight and one had more information of a police chase through our back gardens. The police later confirmed it was them we saw in the gardens with the searchlight, which was reassuring, and that they'd caught their suspect. 





And that left us to patch up next door's fence until they can get it more permanently fixed. I'm quite proud of how resourceful we'd been with that.

So quite a week, hopefully yours was less dramatic?

The Reading Residence

My week this week: Tizzy

Well it's been quite a week and I think tizzy sums up all aspects of it nicely.  Its definition of a dither or nervous, excited or distracted just feels right, plus it's a nice word to say, isn't it? 


Following last Friday's EU referendum results I've been following closely the drama and quite frankly pantomime of UK politics. That sadly is most definitely in a tizzy and had this been in a film or tv drama script, no one would have believed it. In real life I'm struggling to believe quite how we got where we are and I'm still ruing the result and what seems to be its consequences.

More closely to home its been a week where I've spent time catching up on those post-holiday tasks. It hasn't all been piles of washing though as I've found time to start sifting through some photos and have already published our first day of cycling and some effortlessly stylish shabby chic.  

I've also been catching up on blog related things to with posts sharing my anniversary card and my plans for some digital reading on Sunday while MOH cycles 100 miles around Essex. Yes rather him than me too!

We spent last Sunday on the allotment and in the gardening going slightly into gardening overdrive finishing the work we'd planned to at almost eight pm. On the allotment as the broad beans were covered in black flies and snails we picked them all - three and a half kilos of them - and pulled up the plants to add to the compost. That was the most exciting bit, the rest of our time there was spent weeding, as while our plants are growing so are the weeds!

All this busyness has meant an influx of takeaways this week. Ah well, sometimes that's just life isn't it. I think though, with some more organisation next week we'll manage to eat more normally and more healthily.

And my final tizzy moment was last night. I was going to some drinks at a local shop to celebrate their third year and so I thought I'd cycle as since we've been back from holiday I haven't used my bike at all. I was wearing a summery skirt, despite the weather and didn't think too much about cycling in a slightly flared skirt. 

I popped my handbag and a change of shoes into my wicker basket, then thought about it and removed the shoes and added a rain jacket instead and headed off.

I was quite impressed I managed to squeeze all this in and very pleased I had a rethink and included my rain jacket. I hadn't got too far and I thought my bike felt odd. When I got off I realised why, my skirt had got caught in the rear brakes!  Hmmn. With some gentle persuasion and brute force I removed it and freed myself from the bike and continued.  And then it happened again.

Now I've no idea how those pictures of people cycling in long flowing summer dresses work. It most definitely didn't work for me. After the second time I decided I was too far from home to return and try again, so I simply tied a knot in my skirt on the left side so there was less material flapping about. Thankfully that worked, even if it may have looked a little odd!

So yes this week it's all been a bit of tizzy!  How about you?

The Reading Residence