Too hot

It's just too hot for the garden. Whilst the UK has been basking in monsoons, we've been having a heatwave. In the back yard it reached 50 degrees during the week - now that's hot by anybodies standards. Even though I've been defying the hosepipe ban on the basis that every bugger else does - a lot of the plants are just getting too stressed and are giving up the ghost. I pulled out my sweetcorn, the cobs hadn't swelled, raddish, lettuce and carrots I sowed a few weeks ago haven't germinated and even some of the tomatoes have chucked it. Having said that I don't owe the tomatoes anything, they've been supplying the neighbourhood for weeks now. I knew July and August would be tough on them - it's a learning curve I guess. Matthew has been "helping" this week, this mainly involves digging holes and pouring water into them - but I don't want to discourage him, as long as he doesn't start digging unsupervised holes during the school holidays!!
I may have a designing job to do sometime soon. Huseyin one of my colleagues gets married soon and has just finished building his own house - he has half an acre of land and wants to do something with the garden. So I've offered to come and measure up and draw something for him - he gets a free design - I get something that hopefully will be good enough to submit to the college.
Away from the garden, I started playing tennis this week having been ordered to go by the fiesty 70 year old bloke coach who Jo signed me up for some lessons with. First time I've played a match since school. I don't think I made a complete muppet of myself - and I enjoyed it, despite it being hard work in the sun. I've not been diving since I qualified - have done some nightshifts this week so haven't really been awake enough to go diving during the day. Maybe next week cos I'm on late shifts so can go before work.