Fried eggs are synonymous with very hot weather for me and they have also become something of a tradition for this Le Mans widow!

We’ve called hot weather ‘fried eggs’ since we first started going on holiday in Cornwall about fifteen years ago, when Shazbop looked at a weather map on the telly one evening in our holiday cottage and said ‘wow, it’s going to be a fab day tomorrow, look at all of those fried eggs’. What she’d seen was the Beeb’s representation of a sun in a cloudless sky (until very recently anyway), which was a bright yellow circle with white surrounding it.

Ever since then, hot weather has been known as ‘fried eggs weather’.

While DM is away, I have to confess to eating dismally – all comfort food and no proper meals unless I have company. This means lots of such delights as fried egg sarnies and poached eggs on toast (my favourite meal of all time).

Two years ago, when we had no kitchen while he was away, I think I ate nothing but fried egg sarnies for the whole time he was gone. I know it’s normally a standing joke that he eats terribly while there but I just hating eating alone!

This time, I’ve been a bit better because there has only been one evening meal when I’ve been alone so I’ve actually eaten nutritious meals on three of the four nights. Today though, while still being flumped around from the vicious heat, my mind kept drifting to the wonderful bread in the breadbin, made yesterday from Wessex Mills Six Seed Bread Flour – if you live in the UK and have a bread machine, seek this wonderful flour out, it’s fab. The fried egg weather just seemed to be calling ‘fried egg sandwiches’ so that’s what we had for lunch! Yum….see, didn’t I say I was having terrible food cravings yesterday?

I know it’s hard to ascribe any gravitas to someone whose entire day has been spent on a chair under an umbrella in the garden, craving for a fried egg sandwich but there you go. I confess. I am a complete wimp in the heat and my brain has been so boiled that I am unable to utter a sensible comment tonight.

Last year I was in Wisley and two years ago Tony was using his blowtorch!