June — Month of Jubilee Jubilation
Let’s all meet for street eat feasts

There’s something about street parties that is not of the real world. They belong in a life in which everything is just fine. I remember every one I’ve been to, and they all have a surreal quality to them. (More about the Jubilee below.)

Before Jubilee time, I was waiting outside the front of the house for a delivery and spotted this goldfinch. Cripes. A goldfinch. I couldn’t get very close so it’s not a great pic, but it was a surprise to see one here.


Then the delivery arrived. Yay!



PupperJack felt obliged to snoopervise the building of his new arbour.

While he was doing that, I discovered a lovely Brimstone Moth in the kitchen and missed most of the building work. Well, I wouldn’t be any help building an arbour and one snoopervisor is enough, I reckon.



Then he had to decide if it was in the right place. He viewed it from every angle in the garden. And from the inside.
The point of it is so that we’re not overlooked in the garden from anywhere so I can work outside. Also, we can have visitors even if it’s raining. We’re still not letting anyone in the house.



Next door’s hydrangea is just waiting to burst out! Poppies of all kinds are blooming all over the neighbourhood. The familiar poppy-red red, plus a rather washed out pink, although I think it might be growing on me.


While PupperJack wasn’t looking, I’m afraid that ol’ SpoilSportSusan got the arbour man to slam up a solid panel across a bit of fence/trellis plus accompanying climbing plants (above left). PupperJack liked nothing better than to stand on that stone bench and wriggle his head and body through the fence into next door’s garden.
Whereupon he would tell jokes to the rabbits and guinea pigs who live in there. They didn’t find them funny. Also, my nerves were a little shredded worrying about if he actually managed to get through.
Now he can’t!



PupperJack likes to be outside and I would never leave him out there by himself in case he got stolen. So he is chuffed with his arbour because it means we’ll be in the garden more.


This last weekend (3rd June onwards) was Queen Elizabeth’s Platinum Jubilee to celebrate her seventy years on the throne.
People were out in force for street parties. Red, white and blue was evident everywhere. Including some gardens of wildflowers as above.


Of course, plenty of bunting everywhere, and even cars newly dressed with the Union Jack, or Union Flag.

Above is a screen-grab from a livestream of trooping the colour.
And a painting depicting doggo:
“When’s my walk? Trooping the colour around there and then trooping the colour around here and trooping the colour around the place — what I wanna know is when’s my walk???”

In the pageant there were corgi puppets, some of which misbehaved. They’d all been modelled on actual corgis of Her Majesty’s.
