Wednesday 17th July

 

 It doesn't look too searing in our part of the Midwest.  Even Phoenix is less than triple digits.    It has been very mixed today, it was hot and sunny, then it was cloudy and rained with thunderstorms.   I was out and about this morning and Bubbles was huddled in the closet when I got home.
 

I was thinking of renting a car for my Retreat at Camp Allen in Texas, in a couple of weeks.  Because mine has done nearly 300,000 miles  I feel I shouldn't push it, just gently use it to get around Shawnee, - I've never had, or heard of, an English car that has done that amount of mileage - so I went to Hertz this morning.  The guy was busy, and while I was sitting there waiting for him I thought that as I am just pottering down there on the highways, not tearing along the interstate,  my car ought to be alright for the journey.    So I jumped up and left.

I spent quite a while hanging out at Terry's.  The car didn't feel cold enough  (I was later told it was 55) I thought the air conditioning might need a little more freon.  I thought freon was like oil, it just needed topping up. But actually it has to be drained, recycled and dried, then the exact amount - in pounds - has to go back in.  If there is even slightly too much it is disastrous.   So that took some time.   I made an appointment for it all to be checked over before I leave in a couple of weeks.

The temperatures for the days ahead.

The news people are all positioning themselves in London to report on the birth of the Royal baby.  The Queen was walking around somewhere and was asked if she wanted it to be a boy or a girl (as if she'd dare express a preference, even if she had one) she said she didn't mind, she hoped it would be soon, she is going on holiday.

Is it just me, or does anyone else think she looks very old fashioned?  I think it is that wretched handbag.

I had better go to bed, or I am not going to be up for the donuts in the morning.