Short power outage this morning - well, under an hour - which leads us to decide to make soup as a useful non-electric occupation as we have gas rings. So vegetables, lentils and previous pasta and potato water.
Happily, when the power comes back on S messages to say he is in the mood for fish and chips for lunch which seems like a good idea, so that’s both lunch and an evening meal arranged - in the event that an enormous lunch doesn’t leave us not requiring another meal.
Fish and chips, as anticipated, hugely filling. And near the outdoor table where we are sitting is a loquat tree. Had just been inquiring about loquats. We had spotted trees in various gardens and were unfamiliar with the little yellow plum-like fruit. S picks a couple and they are lovely, though not yet quite as ripe as they’re going to be.
Then when we go back home S leads us uphill to the nether reaches of our garden, which extends up a long way through orange and lemon - and yes one loquat! - trees through olive and pine trees and a jungle of palms, along stone paths, through undergrowth and over carpets of yellow flowers to sea views well above our house.