Monday 2nd June

It was a lovely sunny day and of course we had a barbeque.  Because it is true that we all love a barbeque?  Well, almost everyone I know does, and certainly our friends do because whenever we have a sunny weekend and we are in London they ring up and say “Are we having a barbeque?” and of course we say “Yes, when are you coming round.”  To be fair they always bring lots of food with them so it never costs us much.  I usually boil some potatoes, make the salad, get the barbeque and the chairs out, and do most of the clearing away and washing up.  But why exactly do we all love barbeques so much?

Is it because we all cannot wait to revert to being cavemen sitting around a fire and eating hunks of cooked meat?  Does the food really taste better cooked over coals?  Is it the social thing of sitting around in a circle and waiting for the food to be ready?  I really don’t know, and it is probably a combination of all of that.  Maybe we haven’t moved that far from being hunter-gatherers, from celebrating the killing of the beast and the dividing of the spoils, from eating well, because despite our brains telling us that the supermarkets will be full again tomorrow, we just can’t resist that last bit of chicken.

Anyway, whatever….it was another lovely day in the garden.  Maybe we should just relax and not try to analyse so much, just enjoy.