Sometimes you have a day all planned and it turns out completely differently.

Amanda and I were due to meet today at another National Trust property but, as neither of us had checked which days it was closed, we ended up going for lunch instead. With the heat rising in the brick walled garden behind L’Auberge no one had much time for chat and as Amanda checked her Blackberry for mail and arranged a series of phone calls for her journey home it seemed best to call it quits and head away.

I stopped off on the way back to see if anything caught my eye for tomorrow in one of the camera shops I know. I was looking for a light meter to try to get around the metering on my Nikon which I have never successfully conquered but my eye was caught by a D2X but with all the expense of the last few months in terms of fridges and cars I couldn’t justify it.

Back home I was alone until I wandered down to see Martin with a collection of ties for tomorrow. They had eaten outside and almost sent some food up for me but in the end decided against it.

I guess that sums up today - a day of almosts….