April 23rd Saturday. The most lovely day. Joan and I wearing our red roses for St George went for a run and the first picnic tea of the year under Amberley Castle, heard the first cuckoo of the year. Walked around the garden after we got back.
© Anthony Lawton 2012
Rosemary Sutcliff always remarked on June 23rd, Midsummer’s Eve, in her diary. She called it her official birthday (I cannot recall why). Some diary entries from the day book that was current when she died in July 1992 also note that it was the day of the birth of her mother:
June 23rd Thursday. Midsummer’s Eve & just what Midsummer’s Eve ought to be but seldom is. Continue reading “Midsummer’s Eve | Rosemary Sutcliff’s official birthday |1988 Diary | “Just what Midsummer’s Eve ought to be but seldom is””
June 7th Tuesday. Quite a nice day in a sultry sort of way & this evening was able for only the second time this year to poke my nose out for a sniff of the scents of the garden at bed-time.