British weather: 5th June

An Italian friend of mine once said that the problem with British weather was not the rain or the dampness it was the unpredictability of it. You wake up and its grey drizzle and by the time you have made it out of the door it has gone through at least three different states (to include sun, hail, wind, hot, cold and perhaps snow). She claimed that in Italy, the weather you get up with is the weather you go to bed with. Well, if she is to be believed then this week has been decidedly Engish! I head out to the garden, the rain joins me, I head to the office, the sun teases me. Quite annoying! Not only because it means a lot of copper spraying has to be done – in the brief sunny moments before it all washes off again in the rain!

On the upside, the intruders have decided to stay at home too and as yet the deer have failed to bring a ladder or hurdle the fence around the vines. The boar, foxes and fiena also continue to be no shows since the British weather arrived. Let’s hope they keep their distance as the ducklings and chicks become ever more bold in their exploring. And perhaps learning escape tactics from their older counterparts…