For the second consecutive year, charcoal-grilling part of my wife’s pet hedge at our mid-summer barbecue party, which turned out to be an epic scorched meat and succulent salad fest that will be long remembered by all who had to listen to it across the valley.
My young grandson Ethan’s absolute obsession with vacuum cleaners, and waking to the sound of a haunting cry of Hooverrr, Hooooverrr spoken in the same tone as a Jane Austen heroine pining for a lost love
Returning to the Cheltenham Science Festival after three years to find it in rude health and double the size and to meet Barry Marshall the man who won the Nobel Prize for proving that Helicobacter cause peptic ulcers and who did it by, amongst other things, serving himself a stiff helicobacter-packed cocktail and waiting to see what happened.
Spending three days in Puglia seriously sampling at 10 in the morning wines that were candidates to feature at my daughter Maija’s wedding. Dave, her fiancé, joined me in some epicurean, charcoal-centred activity that ensured the non-wine drinking wedding guests had their needs considered with equal selflessness
