Coasting

Gez and Lucy drove us to the seaside for the weekend, stopping en route to admire a neolithic monolith in a churchyard:
It was a glorious late-summer day, and we travelled on to Bempton cliffs…
…where we saw a tatty one-eyed jackdaw

and a plunging of gannets. Later we went to Scarborough and observed the moon over the water. After fish and chips on the prom from Winking Willy’s, A1 and A2 went back to Green Gables Hotel but Gez and Lucy went out on the razz. They were up for breakfast though.Thank you Lucy, thank you Gez and thank you Caroline for looking after our cats.
And back home, to end the day, a rainbow:

Apple and Pear Pie

A fruity pudding is served after a meal of pork in cider and everybody is sitting around reading instead of getting stuck in. Afterwards we did the quiz, with long-distance input from Dave who was hors de hangover, and scored a not disgraceful 10.
A2’s bog book is The Grand Design by Stephen Hawking and Leonard Mlodinow; a rather thin argument for M Theory. M is for, um, Maybe.

Critter of the Day: Volucella zonaria

Oh no, not another bee photo, even if it’s an exceedingly large and beautiful one. But it isn’t a bee; it’s a hornet mimic hoverfly, the largest of its kind in Europe and quite rare in these parts. Fun fact: it lays its eggs in wasps’ nests and the wasps look after its children. Fun fact 2: it’s also found in Battersea Park Nature Area (see below).
A2 is reading Eden Falls by Ajay Chowdhury (thank you A1); another Indian novel relocated to America, set in the near future and featuring an alien artefact pursued by several different security services and a techlord called Markus Noel.

Feed Me!

Here’s Ganny, crying for his supper.
A1 is reading Our Noble Selves by Kate Atkinson, which took ages for the plot to get going but the journey was highly amusing and entertaining. It’s about the somewhat farcical setting up of 1951’s Festival of Britain, part of which was a funfair in Battersea Park. This evoked childhood memories, as I was taken there in the mid 1960s and had three rides on the Rotor (mentioned in the book) until I was sick.
A2 is reading Agrippa by Robert Harris; ancient Roman war and politics, carried on in most brutal terms, so not unlike today.

Take a Bow

A nice double bow, captured by the webcam.
A1 is reading The Killing Stones by Ann Cleeves. A2 is reading Our Noble Selves by Kate Atkinson, which is what Graham Greene would have called an “entertainment” and was indeed very entertaining with its irresistible-to-women protagonist and its mixture of nostalgia and espionage; it was rather too much like the William Boyd trilogy in those respects so I regret reading it immediately afterwards.

On the Rails

Today we had new handrails fitted on our garden steps which makes getting up and down them one hell of a lot easier.

The acetone smell of the paint turned out to be very attractive to insects (pheromones probably). Here’s a jewel-like rosemary beetle revelling in the perfume, its antennae vibrating with excitement.A2 is rereading The Predicament by William Boyd.

Clouds in Raindrops and a Super Supernova

The clouds have now blown away and the Dwarf Mini is out observing a supernova in a distant galaxy.
Later: And the results are in! I first photographed this galaxy (C 30, known as the “Deer Lick group”, bizarrely) a couple of weeks back on 21 August. In early September there came news of a supernova, so on the first clearish night for ages I had another go. Clouds moved in so there there were fewer exposures this time (hence some of the fainter stars don’t appear), but the supernova — designated SN 2026aaiv — is clearly visible. A supernova is an extremely energetic explosion that happens when a star reaches the end of its life, and can briefly outshine a whole galaxy of billions of stars. Luckily this one is about 45 million light years away.
In preparation for reading Cold Sunset by William Boyd, A2 is rereading the rest of the trilogy (so far), starting with Gabriel’s Moon. A1 is reading The Lost Women by Tim Weaver.

Happy Birthday

A2 blows out the candles on her exquisite cherry almond cake after a succulent roast chicken dinner and before we scored 9 (8 would be more accurate but hey it’s a special day) on the GSQ.
The cat wanted to join in too.
It is also (and is on this day every year) National Read a Book Day. A1 is reading The Silver Pigs by Lindsey Davies. A2 has 6 exciting new books to choose from (thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you A1) and is beginning with The End of Everything by M John Harrison, a post-apocalyptic alien invasion story which was like a weird dream but good all the same. First book I’ve read where the colophon warns AI not to scrape.

Critter of the Day: Harvestperson

Oh no I can’t think of anything to say about this leggy creature of autumn, except that its diet of squashed slugs, bird droppings and jam seems more healthy than that of its lookalike the pholcus which just eats other spiders, the bastard.
A1 is reading Body of Lies* by Jo Callaghan, the conclusion of JC’s trilogy of crime novels about an AI detective. Somewhat melodramatic and polemical, and unfortunately the plot was in service of the polemic, rather than the other way round.
A2 is reading The Clues in the Fjord* by Satu Ramo.

Chicken Pasta Bake

Today we had a chicken, courgette, cheese and pasta bake with a veggie version for Bob, followed by air-fried peaches and ice cream and the GSQ on which we scored 10, or possibly 11.
Blimey, is it really more than a week since we had new books? Well, Slow Gods and The Bone Clocks are both big books which require close attention. A1 is now reading The Silent Bones* by Val McDermid (something of a return to form) and A2 is reading Body of Lies* by Jo Callaghan.

Food of the Day: Porky Vegetables with Rice

Another old favourite, followed by a sublime blackberry crumble and the quiz at which we scored an acceptable 12.
A1 is reading Slow Gods by Claire North (thanks A2!), which was a Slow Read — partly due to other commitments, but mainly because it’s a dense and intriguing hard sf novel, worth savouring. CN isn’t usually noted for hard sf, and they* do slip up a bit here: a supernova neutrino burst isn’t planet-destroying, and for neutrinos to hurt a human you’d have to be at about the same distance from the supernova as Mars is from the Sun. And that would be the least of your worries…
But the meat of the book is about a star pilot, strangely changed (“I am a very poor copy of myself”) by the experience of FTL travel — through “arcspace”, or the “dark”, in an echo of Adrian Tchaikovsky — to be near-immortal. He is born in debt-ridden servitude in a hyper-capitalist society, and his only escape is the nearly always fatal piloting job. It’s the story of his coming to terms with the changes he undergoes, and what it means to be human … or at least a conscious entity.
It’s an impressive book, if flawed, which I suspect will appear on various award shortlists.
A2 is reading Silent Bones* by Val McDermid.

* CN prefers non-gendered pronouns, and this novel contains more variations on pronouns than you can shake a stick at.

Crescent Sun

The weather stayed clear for the eclipse yesterday. Here’s the traditional colander shot, awkwardly taken because it was difficult to hold a camera and a colander at the same time and there was only a tiny bit of unshadowed wall to project on:

And here’s a montage of images from the Dwarf Mini and a first stab at a video, 2 hours in 20 seconds:

Later we watched a small selection of Perseid meteors. A great day!
And today is our warmest day of the year: 34.1°C
A1 is reading The Pinnacle by Abir Mukherjee, which had lots of horrible people being horrible to each other and swearing a lot. Disappointing — like his mate Vaseem Khan he should stick to historical crime novels.
A2’s toilet tome is Careless People by Sarah Wynn-Williams. Delete your Facebook account NOW!

Dinner with the Family

Our family meal today was at Gez and Dave’s house and featured cod loins wrapped in parma ham with green beans and potato gratin with sausage rolls for the fish refusers. Present at the gathering were Dave with a broken foot in a velcro boot, Bob and Lena all the way from Sweden and Ivy visiting Faye.
A2 contributed a Dubai-style chocolate, pistachio and shredded wheat cheesecake but unfortunately dropped it and had to scrape it back together and apply another layer so it did not look as good as the before photo here but it tasted pretty acceptable. And we scored an astonishing 14 on the GSQ, bringing us back above 10 at long last.
A1 is reading The Killer’s Mark by MW Craven. A2 is reading Pinball 1973* by Haruki Murakami.

Ghost of a Pigeon

An unlucky bird must have flown full tilt into our window today. There was no corpse on the ground below so it must have flapped away with an aching head leaving a print of itself on the rain-soaked glass and a feather where its beak should be. Here’s a brief video:

Later: a pile of feathers at the bottom of the garden provides a clue. Most likely the pigeon rammed the window when fleeing in terror from a sparrowhawk but the bird of prey caught up with it and now it is probably a ghost indeed. How sad.A1 is reading The Burning Tide by William Shaw. A2 is reading The Pinnacle by Abir Mukherjee.

Passion Flowers

This plant continues to flourish in its tiny pot, bearing hundreds of fruits and overtopping the wall.
July 2026 was just above averagely warm but it was our sunniest July ever: 271.107kWh and our third sunniest month since our records began. It was also our driest month of all time at 0.6mm, though the accolade on our weather records will always go to the 0.3mm of May 2025 when it rained plenty but our weather station was out of action.
A2 is reading The Burning Tide by William Shaw.