…or at least gardening. Here in Mid-Wales summer arrived overnight yesterday and I can’t afford to waste it indoors. One of the downsides to our peripatetic lifestyle is trying to keep three gardens in some kind of order and this hasn't been helped by the cold and wet weather we’ve had for so long. Suddenly the mid-day temperature has leapt from below 10C to above 20 (50F to 70 for my transatlantic readers) and I've shed several layers of clothing at a stroke. Even better, the five-day weather forecast shows more of the same on the way, so the gardening tools are out and the weeds better brace themselves for imminent destruction. I’ll catch up when I’m too tired to pull a weed or push a mower, but until then I’ll leave you to savour this gem from the immortal Porgy and Bess.