On the ‘phone

At least this person wasn’t taking any notice of ‘the tree’ unlike hordes of others to her right.  As we were walking past the Edgewater a piercing whistle assailed our ears.  It was The Boss  (Tussocktales).  He was enjoying a drink out on the lawn there along with The Bossess and Tussock.  After a lovely chat we just about made it to croquet on time!!  Hot, hot, hot on the lawns today.