A marathon session on the job hunting front yesterday with eight interviews from 12 to 8 pm. Most of them went well except the one where the big boss said the very thing which was most important to him from Finance was the very thing which I had previously said was not my strong point. Oh dear. Anyway, it seems like a decision will be made soon, so am crossing my fingers.
Summer continues in Amsterdam and today the air seems to be a bit fresher than it was yesterday when it was very humid. The rhododendrons are flowering in the back garden and our first parrot tulip has decided to flower - a spectacular pink.
Meanwhile, at the front of the house, the peach blossom which was flowering so vigourously at the start of the month has now turned, almost miraculously into tiny grey furry peaches. I might have said it before, but the miracles of nature are far more wonderful than the biblical tricks of turning water into wine or raising a drunken man from his sleep. Just imagine... a tiny bud, opening out to become beautiful pink flower, which in turn transforms itself in a matter of days into a tiny fruit.