The Glorious Twelfth

The week has started with a glorious sunrise and promises to be another hot one.

Duke and I have just returned from the hills and already he is slumped on the terrace in his normal exhausted-looking pose.

It really has been very hot these past few days, and although it is meant to cool down a little during this week, I cannot say it is anything much to grouse about.

After all, I could live in the UK.