Back to Village Life.

It hasn't taken me long to settle back into my comfort zone. A bit of shopping, tidying and cooking interspersed with lots of reading, swimming, listening to radio 4, watching the Olympics, catching up with the blogs I follow, eating the grapes I thought I was going to miss out on, while tentatively checking my Blackberry to see if I've been called back to Scotland.  It was so hot on my arrival that I spent most of the first 3 days inside.  Easier to do now than in the past as, in my absence, two new supermarkets have opened in Mumcular, spurring Diasa to offer a new service.  All I have to do is phone in my order and they will deliver free of charge. It's a bit like having staff!  I soon won't have to leave the house at all, which in temperatures of 35 degrees plus, suits me fine.  Yesterday,  a cool breeze blew in and as we'd been so lazy, we decided to go for a brisk walk. I dissuaded 'the fit one' from an "over the mountain" hike and we settled for a "round trip to the next village" stroll along the edge of the forest.  Two and a half hours later, we hobbled back to the house with seized muscles and rubbed toes. We had to spend the evening horizontal recovering with very long G & Ts . The Olympics has got a lot to answer for.

Before we ran out of steam, it was gratifying to notice that in the 20 years we've lived in the village, the view hasn't changed at all.  If the new Government initiative to sell off secondary forest land means that we start to see some development, we can't complain as we've been very lucky to enjoy this peacefulness for so long.

Can anyone help me out and identify this bush? The fruit has a single large brown stone in the centre.