Phew, what a scorcher! It was 16 degrees when we set out to
Lytes Cary Manor (NT) and a shocking 19 when we returned home. Clare fled indoors from her
zero gravity seat on our front driveway, clutching her cup of tea and complaining of the heat.
It's going to be a long summer.
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| Your author and his wife fronting Lytes Carey Manor |
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| Lytes Cary Manor |
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| An advanced case of topiary |
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| Nigel in the Bijou Garden |
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| Clare: "Enough already!" |
Our picnic consisted of two egg rolls, a
Viennese Whirl and a piece of fruit each plus hot drinks from a thermos.
