There was a half-eaten pear in the car park when I turned up, so I picked all the fruit from the tree  to save the rest from the crows. They’re being quite destructive this year and others have put up deterrents to scare them off.

I spent the morning deadheading and harvesting. I’ve started doing a bit of tidying, starting to take down the sweet peas and cut back the gourd vines. I need to do some weeding and dig up the borage. The nasturtiums and marigolds are still providing great colour.

I removed blanket weed from the pond and put back a couple of damselfly larvae. I saw a yellow and dragonfly and a red one, and heard their wings fluttering.

I’m now almost certain that this is a Jack Be Little. I’ve take more off the plant as it’s still growing fast, but I’ve left a couple of fruits.

I cut down more damaged sweetcorn. There were some small pieces of ripe corn, but it wasn’t enough to be safe to eat. There are a couple of cobs that might survive if the crows fail to see them.

I cleared up some windfalls from the grass. When I’ve got the energy I need to get under the tree and pick up more rotten ones, and chop back a couple of brambles coming over the fence.

The big sunflower has lots of flowers. There are going to be so many seeds for the birds all around the plot.

Some late bloomers have arrived: the godetia, big gladioli and the first rudbeckia. The cosmos need some encouragement – I haven’t fed things for a few weeks. The runner beans are about done now; I don’t think feeding them will change anything.

It was too hot to go down in the afternoon and I was knackered after Brighton, falling asleep until nearly 4pm.