Gloucester Docks, Saturday, 28th July, 2012.

It's yet another lovely summer's day (there's a cooling breeze today - which is nice) so we've made the short and quick drive down to Gloucester for a look around the re-developed docks.

Well, we say 'quick drive' but the M5 is closed at Cheltenham due to an accident so we come off at Tewksbury and use the A38. It's a bit slower but the scenery is much nicer.

Howard taking things easy and enjoying the vibe.

Hard work? Oh yes, we can stand here and watch it for hours.

Scottish owners?

We know what you're thinking but, no, we didn't venture inside. The Food Police were everywhere. We had a nice pot of tea each to wash down our toasted panini at a far more healthy establishment (absolutely). 

Olde quayside crane (bet it didn't look that good when in use) stands guard over warehouses converted into offices and apartments (you know the sort of thing).

Main canal boat basin.

Different view of same basin with 'Britain In Bloom' (or some such) award winning flower displays.

A chap nearly as olde as The Docks but, crucially, not quite.

Worcs CCC v South Africa, New Road, Worcester, Friday 27th July, 2012.

The long hot British summer continues (well, it's been here for at least a week now) and Bob has come over from Burbage to watch the pesky South Africans succumb (oh yes) to our brave boys from Worcestershire. It's a big crowd and it's not easy to find a seat. And, blimey, it's cowin' hot! So, buying the first teas of the day and slapping on the sun cream, we settle back to decide who's at the crease. Trouble is both teams have a bloke who looks exactly the same as that famous bloke what plays for South Africa. One hour later we realise that Worcester are fielding not batting as we originally thought. It's an easy mistake to make and we blame the prickly heat.

It's one o'clock and time for lunch, dum-de-dum-de-dum (one for all fans of 'classic period' Genesis).

Two shifty looking groundstaff are busy re-marking the crease (aka in some circles as 'doctoring the pitch').

Pesky South Africans practising their slip fielding and doing their best to ignore the barracking (which is far too prevalent in the modern game) coming from two over-weight middle aged chaps who were really good when they were young (oh yes), thankfully, behind the camera.

Rear of the Basil D'Oliveira Stand (no particular reason for including this).

Bob and Dave enjoying the seats in the welcome late afternoon shade below the scoreboard. We've had a cup of tea and a slice of cake from those very nice ladies in the 'tea and cake' pavilion and are looking forward to a return visit before the walk back home under the trees along the river. Yes, it's a tough life alright. Well, if it was good enough for Elgar...........

Monday, 23rd July, 2012.

Third consecutive day of summer shock!

Emlyn's had his first breakfast and waits for his second and third ones in the glow of the kitchen.

The Classic 50, Castle Combe Circuit, Sunday 22nd July, 2012.

Second consecutive day of summer shock!

This is our first ever visit to Castle Combe and, as we have arrived first (which is a first) we get the teas in and have a sit down and take in the scene. We think we're gonna like it here.

One of Vicky's 'jaunty angles'.

Waiting with Paula and Tony for some Special Saloon action at Folly.

David's car of the day. It didn't win but who cares? 

Folly marshals come in all shapes and sizes.

Tony discusses the pros and cons of air-cooled rear engined NSU's. David, who thought it was a Hillman Imp, appropriately just out of shot.

Saturday, 21st July, 2012.

David has had to re-jig the Barbourne GP track so that our living room gets more space for....er..... living in. Here, The Clerk of the Course is using his laser-eye technology to give the altered layout the once-over prior to another epic 100-lapper.

Worcester, Sunday 15th July, 2012.

Untypical 2012 summer's day. Sunny, humid, and some blue sky, and the river in flood. But don't worry, it's gonna rain again tomorrow (that'll help).

The Severn's come up and is now going down again. It's those pesky Welsh: they simply can't control their water.

Enjoying our Green and Soggy Land.

Only squat boats can pass beneath the Bridge Street bridge.

Evesham Cats Protection, Sunday 8th July, 2012.

Cheer up, your new family's coming in to collect you later this morning.

A social climber?

Of course, one mustn't have a favourite but if one did......................

Everybody fed, watered, medicated, and cleaned out. Time to relax with a quick cuppa.

Summer's here? Er, nope, don't be daft.