A ridiculously hot day.

Apart from attempting to fill the car with fuel, ordering & paying for the pot, and a food shop I did little else. The car dashboard said it was 34 degrees.
The fuel pump stopped working after I’d put in £10.69. The fuel station staff took our details on a special pad obviously designed for exactly this occasion. The tills were still working though so I could pay for the Sunday paper.
Monty joined me on the patio sofa intermittently- still watching out for birds whilst relaxing with me. Love that boy.