Sunday, 19 August 2007
There were greengages in the supermarket this week, the most exquisite shade of green, with a blue-ish-white bloom. I can't help wondering if an outcome of global warming might be that they would grow in Northumberland but, on the whole, I fear that the effect will be that very little will grow here! Where I would plant greengages and damsons, in the hope that they would bask in a southern-England climate, they would actually be standing in the cold clay.
Today the weather has been so ghastly that I feel as forlorn as the rotting courgettes and the tomatoes which are sinking in a green gloom.
I hope that tomorrow there might be a brief ray of sunshine that I can share with a small brown dog, while we eat honey-scented greengages.