I am going rather unexpectedly to a wedding next Saturday - which will be my excuse to breakout the matching trousers and waistcoat I got from Next and wore to commit democracy the other week. I just need to decide if I get a matching ribbon for my white straw hat - it has a navy and white pattern ribbon at the moment, I may go and inspect John Lewis haberdashery.
(The outfit is cream with a green vertical stripe.)
First I went for a swim, thn we had our church Spring Fair. This was followed by a little bit of Light Shopping and Nearly Dropping Off in the Armchair. An order of seedlings then arrived, which my wife put in: I then decided to water the garden, which was quite a lot of work as I couldn't be bothered getting out the hose. Dinner was some very nice Salmon en Croute (supermarket) with Jersey Royals and asparagus. I have now treated myself to a relaxing bath!
I've had a lovely couple of days in Aberdeen, where the weather was extremely unAberdonian, i.e. hot - when we were sitting in the churchyard at St Machar's at lunchtime it was 20° and gloriously sunny.
Despite indulging in rather more libation than was good for us on Friday evening, we did an absolute banger of an Evensong, which was followed by a mini-shipmeet - it was lovely to see NEQ and meet the North East Man.
My friend from the choir very kindly left me all the way home to Linlithgow (stopping off for supper at a lovely little bistro in Montrose on the way). I only had to walk a few yards to the flat, but I'm still somewhat zonked, so will retire forthwith. I'm quite tempted to bunk off church in the morning, but I'll see if I'm still zonked by then.
It was a very nice place to sing, with a cracker of an organ - I think we all enjoyed ourselves!
Today, however, I am a very pissed-off piglet - the bloke who was supposed to be coming to assemble my new bed messaged to say he's not well. I'm obviously sorry that he's ill, but the word I'm looking for is BOLLOCKS!!!
HOWEVER ... I had put an SOS on the family Whats App page and my brother has offered to come out and get me sorted - to say he's a hero would be an understatement!
My friend from the choir very kindly left me all the way home to Linlithgow
Does that mean they gave you a lift ? I've never heard "left" used that way before.
It sounds like a lovely occasion and glad you had a mini-shipmeet too.
I hope your bed gets sorted; we await news .
I've been to church, which was a long and packed service of celebration for the completion of a large building project at our place which has been taking place over the past couple of years. It was followed by a shared lunch, so it's another No Cooking For Nen Day (yay!) but I ate Rather Too Much Pudding so am now feeling uncomfortably full. I also forgot to take my hay fever medication before I went so am struggling a bit with an itchy eye. It's also unpleasantly hot and muggy and I'm not going outside again any more today if I can help it.
Another lovely blue Sunday in Arkland the Delightful, at least until Clouds started building up in the Firmament a while ago. Thundery Strums (all got up regardless with Blunder and Frightening) are forecast for the next day or so, though They seem a bit uncertain about it.
I'd prefer it to stay dry, but no doubt They have in mind those whose gardens and/or fields really could do with some rain...
COD MORNAY with MASH n'PEAS for Lunch - another Tess Coe Ready Meal For One Poor Old Singleton.
IT'S STARTED RAINING (although only a little - the main rain belt seems to have just missed us).
Considering that we had a Church Fair yesterday, and that several children were on school journeys or sports, we had a remarkably good congregation this morning. And, after quite a bit of pre-service fiddling, our rather iffy tech stuff behaved itself!
My friend from the choir very kindly left me all the way home to Linlithgow
Does that mean they gave you a lift ? I've never heard "left" used that way before.
It sounds like a lovely occasion and glad you had a mini-shipmeet too.
I hope your bed gets sorted; we await news
I think "left" in that sense is a Northern Ireland-ism; they would say "I'll leave you home" meaning they'd give you a lift.
Re: the bed - f*ck Argos.
My brother came out, we unwrapped everything, and it appears that the bag of parts has only half as many as it should have. We schlepped out to Argos (it's only a 10-minute drive away), but they didn't keep them. They gave us a number to phone, and when we finally got a human, it was a lady whose first language was clearly not English, and who appeared to have very little clue of what she was talking about.
I think we put a request in for a second bag of parts, but honestly it was very hard to tell.
Looks like I'm going to have another week on the sofa ... 😡
Not too bad a turnout at Our Place, I'm told, with a couple of young families present - an element which has been missing for some time...
One family has apparently moved into the parish recently, and the other was there to enquire about banns of marriage. One can only hope and pray that they both *stick* - I know for sure that they will have received a warm welcome.
What a total pain @Piglet. I hope you can get things sorted pronto. The only time I used Argos to buy a bed they were incredibly efficient. They were phoning me up to arrange delivery while I was still printing out the order details.
The meal last night was great, as was the wine parings. The wine helpings were generous to say the least so I felt ever so slightly fragile today. No church as it was Mayor Making Sunday so I spent the morning in the Town Hall instead.
A dull, thick day here - but no hope of any air-clearing thunderstorms.
Up (too) early, breakfast, fell asleep. Tottered to the garden and hauled watering cans about, had lunch, fell asleep...
There just remains to make dinner - plaice in cream and mushroom sauce, spinach and potato cakes - read for a little, go to bed, fall asleep.
Though probably not for long. Experience suggests it'll be a couple of hours, then lying awake, alternately too hot/cold, fitful dozing, early rising, rinse and repeat.
dinner - plaice in cream and mushroom sauce, spinach and potato cakes
That sounds yummy! I do hope you get a better night.
What a pain, @Piglet . I do hope it is sorted soon.
I've been out of sorts since lunchtime, my stomach objecting to having eaten too much of the wrong sort of food, on top of a couple of conversations that have irritated me. I think the best thing I can do is withdraw my grumpy presence from everyone - ie, go to bed with my book.
Here's hoping that @Firenze and @Nenya both had sleepful nights, and that the Porcine Bed is soon available for the same purpose...
Another warm day in Arkland the Outlier of the Gobi Desert, with a few Clouds, a very light Breeze (so not too much Dust blowing about), but a Yellow Warning for Storm and Tempest this afternoon...
Today's second Task (the first was the Monday trip to Tess Coe) is to re-equip my trusty old Wet-and-Dry vacuum cleaner with a new hose. A few weeks ago, I ordered a length of hose from Mr E Bay, but (in a senior moment) measured the required diameter incorrectly . 35mm can be joined to the 32mm fittings, using extra-strong Gorilla Tape, but it's a bit of a faff, and not entirely trustworthy.
The Task will need to be done in the wheelhouse, accompanied by prayer, meditation, and BEER. Lunch will come later - SOSSIDGES n'CHIPS, the Sossidges needing to be eaten today. Wot a pain (not)...
Very warm here. I have done my usual Monday admin, then the laundry, followed by an afternoon of essay marking. I’m now having a bit of a break before going back to work at 6.30 - I have a 2 hour tutorial to teach at 7pm.
Thank you for the warm wishes. My stomach is much better today and I'm a bit more upbeat mood-wise. Last weekend (the bank holiday) we were away on retreat and one of my takeaways from that lovely few days was to "let things and people be what and who they are." This was sorely tested yesterday and it made me realise that it doesn't mean some things and some people won't still annoy the heck out of me!
We had a thunderclap and cloudburst of rain yesterday afternoon, and I think some more rain in the night, so the gardens are grateful and we are saved the task of watering for a day or two. I've been home-based, reading my current new book and am currently having a Not-So-Small Glass of Sherry before tea - roast chicken, washed down with white wine.
No rain here, but rather windy. We ate our tea outside as it was sunny and we were in a relatively sheltered bit of the garden, but my husband's salad tried to make a bolt for freedom.
A very lazy day after a busy weekend. I'm away next week and need to write a report for a meeting I'm going to miss. I haven't got very far with it yet.
Roast chicken washed down with white wine now consumed. Shared lunch at church yesterday meant we didn't have our usual Sunday Evening Roast (accompanied by the delightful feeling, that we still haven't got used to, of No Work Tomorrow) which has discombobulated my whole week as this evening now feels like Sunday evening.
Hope you're having a good time @Tree Bee . I gather Dorset is lovely... something of an Undiscovered Gem.
Admin, medical appointment, pharmacy, lunch, meet up with daughter at garden centre, and a minute’s rain on the way home.
This evening was the last Monday choral society of the season (concert on Saturday). We could do with a couple more rehearsals but as Leonard Bernstein said:” To achieve great things, two things are needed: a plan and not quite enough time.”
I'm just back from a performance in Glasgow by Scottish Opera of Trial by Jury and a modern comic opera called A Matter of Misconduct. It was actually the dress rehearsal, but my friend Iona is Scottish Opera's administrator, and she got us tickets.
It was quite emotional for me; shortly before David and I got engaged, he was the Judge and I was the Plaintiff in a local am-dram production of Trial, and it brought back the very best sort of memories.
Hope you're having a good time @Tree Bee . I gather Dorset is lovely... something of an Undiscovered Gem.
We went to Dorset a few times when I was a child as my Grandpa lived there. A couple of years ago we went again and for some reason I didn't really recognise the places I had been to forty or fifty years before.
The county is nice but the roads are narrow and the hedges high so you couldn't see a lot as you drove. One achievement for the trip was that we ended the holiday with the same number of door mirrors as we started.
I had to nip into Aberdeen for a small amount of fact checking this morning. The NE Man suggested he come with me and we go for a walk along the beach in this glorious sunshine. Alas, a cold grey haar had rolled in and covered the beach, so we are back home and enjoying the sunshine here.
My wife has just had a letter summoning her to Jury Service - first time ever.
Of course it clashes with the date of the holiday we've just booked (and paid for), but apparently it can be changed once.
I did jury service some years ago, and found it a most interesting experience.
We had a complicated GBH case (several defendants), so I hope Mrs BT gets something similar IYSWIM. Our case took about three weeks to get sorted, but justice (tempered with a degree of mercy) was done.
Mrs BF and I visited Dorset many years ago, when there was less traffic than there probably is now. It is indeed a hidden gem, once you get away from the coast, and well worth exploring if you're as fond as I am of the novels of Thomas Hardy. Hardy changed the names in his stories, but the places are easily identified, and there are various Knowledgeable Books to help you.
ION, yet another lovely summer day in Arkland the Dry, with a gentle east-north-east breeze. Pilates has been undergone, and I now have some homework exercises on which to employ the inflatable Pilates ball I've just bought from Mr E Bay.
Lunch is GAMMON STEAK n'CHIPS, when I've summoned up the energy to fire up the Remoska (for the Chips) and the Frying-Pan (for the Gammon).
There will also be BEER, and a small Orange or two. Nine years ago, round about now, I was in hospital recovering from the removal of my brain tumour, which, (They said), was about the size of a Clementine - 5.5 centimetres in diameter...
I served on a jury last year, for the first time. I was completely wrung out by the end, but felt that I had done something important and worthwhile.
I have just finished an article I started well over a year ago, and put to one side twice for several months each time. Thank goodness for deadlines, or it would still be on my desk this time next year. I have put a bizarre amount of effort into this article, and really, really hope it doesn't get rejected, or misunderstood.
Round of errands this morning: pick up Mr F's other iPad, collect large bag of drugs (for me), grocery shop for tonight's dinner. One essential ingredient - a leek - wasn't to be found in the first two supermarkets. By this time the dull chilly weather for which I'd put on a jacket had changed to blazing sunshine.
Home, hot and tired to a phone conversation with Younger Brother. His news, and that of Elder Brother, not good: not good at all.
Watered the garden, which is currently offering aquilegia, yellow poppies, red campion, lilac, cotoneaster and trailing begonia in flower, with lupin, pyracantha, hydrangea and peonies coming up on the rails.
The leek will go into an Ottolenghi recipe which is, in effect, a gussied-up tuna and pasta bake.
Still warm here and still windy, the garden table and parasol blew over while I was out. I went to city to the west to have my ear syringed. The guy had a fancy machine that allowed me to see into my ears, fascinating.
While I was out the electrician connected our new appliances in our new kitchen. I came home to my husband trying to work out how various things worked. He's cooking tea with our new oven and hob at the moment.
Tonight we are heading to a talk about the lace industry in Nottingham.
@Firenze - sorry to hear about your brothers - adding them to my prayers.
It's a right bonny day here: barely a puff of wind, and mostly sunny. The battle with Argos re: new bed seems at least to be progressing; as I hadn't had an email or any communication from them, I decided to try the "chat" option, which involves sending short emails to an entity (not at all sure that it's a human one) to tell it what you want, and eventually exchanging messages with what I think may have been an Actual Humming Bean. The upshot would appear to be that the missing casters, bolts etc are on their way, but I'll believe it when I see it.
In other news, a gentleman from a local dairy/dairy farm turned up at the door this evening to ask if I'd like to have Proper Milk, in Proper Bottles, delivered to the chateau twice a week. I rather approve of the idea, so I said I'd give it a go. They apparently also sell very good orange juice, so if I like the milk idea, I'll maybe add that as well. I haven't had milk delivered to the house since we lived in Belfast, which is over 20 years ago. I'm just hoping I can use enough to justify it.
Supper was the second half of the tomato/orzo thingy, and actually not too bad; it had coalesced somewhat from its rather soupy state and was quite flavoursome.
I am just home from a surprise church service. I was clearly not paying attention when I heard about it because I thought I was going to a talk about 80 years of Christian Aid. It was only as I walked in, and was handed am Order of Service that I realised my mistake.
It was meaningful and moving. I conclude that finding oneself in the midst of unanticipated worship is good for the soul.
In other news, a gentleman from a local dairy/dairy farm turned up at the door this evening to ask if I'd like to have Proper Milk, in Proper Bottles, delivered to the chateau twice a week. I rather approve of the idea, so I said I'd give it a go. They apparently also sell very good orange juice, so if I like the milk idea, I'll maybe add that as well.
Is that McQueens? We've been with them for years and it is very convenient to have milk turn up, in our case, every Monday and Thursday. Their orange juice is Ok, but MrF is the juice drinker and likes to cycle through pineapple, grapefruit etc.
That sounds like a service you needed to be at @North East Quine .
The history of lace making talk was interesting, and his accompanying slides were excellent. The friend I was sitting next to had been to the U3A's AGM in the afternoon where they had Jonathan Van-Tam speak. It was apparently excellent, but she was obviously talked out as she fell asleep for most of the one this evening.
If I drank cow's milk I might consider a dairy, though I'm not sure if we have one round here anymore.
It is indeed. I might be tempted by their eggs as well, although there's a wee health-food shop across the road that sells lovely, huge free-range eggs, and I like to support them too.
We have always had our milk delivered (we get it 3 times a week). My dad worked at a Unigate dairy factory, filling up bottles and pergals of milk, so I’m a fan of milk in bottles.
Another day of marking but the end is in sight. This evening we went to our local informal fellowship group to eat and then pray.
Mr Puzzler was a milk drinker so we always had it delivered until the dairyman retired. During Lockdown we started with another firm, but they came at 4 am and in hot weather the milk was off by the time he brought it in at 7 am. We suggested a cool place but they ignored it. Now I buy milk twice a week as I use very little.
That talk sounds just up my street, @Sarasa as my maternal grandmother and her family were lace workers. In a similar vein I can also recommend a visit to the Frameworkers Museum at Ruddington.
This morning I put away winter woollies and took out summer clothes which needed ironing after being squashed in a drawer since October. Then hairdressers and shopping. This evening I ate cod, new potatoes and lots of green veg. covered in grated cheese as I was too lazy to make a sauce.
I used to do a talk on lacemaking when I made lace. It was fascinating, and interesting how lace was smuggled in during the French Revolution - I remember a case of a body being brought to this country where the torso had been replaced by a bag of lace!
Interesting that you both have connections to lace making @Priscilla and @Puzzler. I know one of my ancestors made lace for Queen Victoria, but I'm not sure what happened to the christening gown we had in the family she made. The talk mentioned using dogs to smuggle lace, but not bodies!
We're just back from a lovely walk with the Ramblers. I thought of you @Piglet, as we went to Aslockton where Thomas Cranmer was born and had lunch in the grounds of the Cranmer centre there. The warden was lovely and let us use their loo and top up our water bottles.
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Happy birthday @Sarasa .
Stir fry has been consumed, preceded by Cook's Perk Sherry, washed down with wine and followed by Chocolate.
I'm now ready to crawl into bed.
I've had a lovely couple of days in Aberdeen, where the weather was extremely unAberdonian, i.e. hot - when we were sitting in the churchyard at St Machar's at lunchtime it was 20° and gloriously sunny.
Despite indulging in rather more libation than was good for us on Friday evening, we did an absolute banger of an Evensong, which was followed by a mini-shipmeet - it was lovely to see NEQ and meet the North East Man.
My friend from the choir very kindly left me all the way home to Linlithgow (stopping off for supper at a lovely little bistro in Montrose on the way). I only had to walk a few yards to the flat, but I'm still somewhat zonked, so will retire forthwith. I'm quite tempted to bunk off church in the morning, but I'll see if I'm still zonked by then.
Today, however, I am a very pissed-off piglet - the bloke who was supposed to be coming to assemble my new bed messaged to say he's not well. I'm obviously sorry that he's ill, but the word I'm looking for is BOLLOCKS!!!
HOWEVER ... I had put an SOS on the family Whats App page and my brother has offered to come out and get me sorted - to say he's a hero would be an understatement!
Will report back later ...
It sounds like a lovely occasion and glad you had a mini-shipmeet too.
I hope your bed gets sorted; we await news
I've been to church, which was a long and packed service of celebration for the completion of a large building project at our place which has been taking place over the past couple of years. It was followed by a shared lunch, so it's another No Cooking For Nen Day (yay!) but I ate Rather Too Much Pudding so am now feeling uncomfortably full. I also forgot to take my hay fever medication before I went so am struggling a bit with an itchy eye. It's also unpleasantly hot and muggy and I'm not going outside again any more today if I can help it.
I'd prefer it to stay dry, but no doubt They have in mind those whose gardens and/or fields really could do with some rain...
COD MORNAY with MASH n'PEAS for Lunch - another Tess Coe Ready Meal For One Poor Old Singleton.
Considering that we had a Church Fair yesterday, and that several children were on school journeys or sports, we had a remarkably good congregation this morning. And, after quite a bit of pre-service fiddling, our rather iffy tech stuff behaved itself!
Re: the bed - f*ck Argos.
My brother came out, we unwrapped everything, and it appears that the bag of parts has only half as many as it should have. We schlepped out to Argos (it's only a 10-minute drive away), but they didn't keep them. They gave us a number to phone, and when we finally got a human, it was a lady whose first language was clearly not English, and who appeared to have very little clue of what she was talking about.
I think we put a request in for a second bag of parts, but honestly it was very hard to tell.
Looks like I'm going to have another week on the sofa ... 😡
One family has apparently moved into the parish recently, and the other was there to enquire about banns of marriage. One can only hope and pray that they both *stick* - I know for sure that they will have received a warm welcome.
The meal last night was great, as was the wine parings. The wine helpings were generous to say the least so I felt ever so slightly fragile today. No church as it was Mayor Making Sunday so I spent the morning in the Town Hall instead.
Up (too) early, breakfast, fell asleep. Tottered to the garden and hauled watering cans about, had lunch, fell asleep...
There just remains to make dinner - plaice in cream and mushroom sauce, spinach and potato cakes - read for a little, go to bed, fall asleep.
Though probably not for long. Experience suggests it'll be a couple of hours, then lying awake, alternately too hot/cold, fitful dozing, early rising, rinse and repeat.
That sounds yummy! I do hope you get a better night.
What a pain, @Piglet . I do hope it is sorted soon.
I've been out of sorts since lunchtime, my stomach objecting to having eaten too much of the wrong sort of food, on top of a couple of conversations that have irritated me. I think the best thing I can do is withdraw my grumpy presence from everyone - ie, go to bed with my book.
Another warm day in Arkland the Outlier of the Gobi Desert, with a few Clouds, a very light Breeze (so not too much Dust blowing about), but a Yellow Warning for Storm and Tempest this afternoon...
Today's second Task (the first was the Monday trip to Tess Coe) is to re-equip my trusty old Wet-and-Dry vacuum cleaner with a new hose. A few weeks ago, I ordered a length of hose from Mr E Bay, but (in a senior moment) measured the required diameter incorrectly
The Task will need to be done in the wheelhouse, accompanied by prayer, meditation, and BEER. Lunch will come later - SOSSIDGES n'CHIPS, the Sossidges needing to be eaten today. Wot a pain (not)...
Very warm here. I have done my usual Monday admin, then the laundry, followed by an afternoon of essay marking. I’m now having a bit of a break before going back to work at 6.30 - I have a 2 hour tutorial to teach at 7pm.
We had a thunderclap and cloudburst of rain yesterday afternoon, and I think some more rain in the night, so the gardens are grateful and we are saved the task of watering for a day or two. I've been home-based, reading my current new book and am currently having a Not-So-Small Glass of Sherry before tea - roast chicken, washed down with white wine.
A very lazy day after a busy weekend. I'm away next week and need to write a report for a meeting I'm going to miss. I haven't got very far with it yet.
I have a moisture meter for my pots - very useful indeed, as some hold water really well and others lose it rapidly.
Hope you're having a good time @Tree Bee . I gather Dorset is lovely... something of an Undiscovered Gem.
This evening was the last Monday choral society of the season (concert on Saturday). We could do with a couple more rehearsals but as Leonard Bernstein said:” To achieve great things, two things are needed: a plan and not quite enough time.”
I'm just back from a performance in Glasgow by Scottish Opera of Trial by Jury and a modern comic opera called A Matter of Misconduct. It was actually the dress rehearsal, but my friend Iona is Scottish Opera's administrator, and she got us tickets.
It was quite emotional for me; shortly before David and I got engaged, he was the Judge and I was the Plaintiff in a local am-dram production of Trial, and it brought back the very best sort of memories.
There may have been just a little eye leakage.
Of course it clashes with the date of the holiday we've just booked (and paid for), but apparently it can be changed once.
We went to Dorset a few times when I was a child as my Grandpa lived there. A couple of years ago we went again and for some reason I didn't really recognise the places I had been to forty or fifty years before.
The county is nice but the roads are narrow and the hedges high so you couldn't see a lot as you drove. One achievement for the trip was that we ended the holiday with the same number of door mirrors as we started.
I did jury service some years ago, and found it a most interesting experience.
We had a complicated GBH case (several defendants), so I hope Mrs BT gets something similar IYSWIM. Our case took about three weeks to get sorted, but justice (tempered with a degree of mercy) was done.
Mrs BF and I visited Dorset many years ago, when there was less traffic than there probably is now. It is indeed a hidden gem, once you get away from the coast, and well worth exploring if you're as fond as I am of the novels of Thomas Hardy. Hardy changed the names in his stories, but the places are easily identified, and there are various Knowledgeable Books to help you.
ION, yet another lovely summer day in Arkland the Dry, with a gentle east-north-east breeze. Pilates has been undergone, and I now have some homework exercises on which to employ the inflatable Pilates ball I've just bought from Mr E Bay.
Lunch is GAMMON STEAK n'CHIPS, when I've summoned up the energy to fire up the Remoska (for the Chips) and the Frying-Pan (for the Gammon).
There will also be BEER, and a small Orange or two. Nine years ago, round about now, I was in hospital recovering from the removal of my brain tumour, which, (They said), was about the size of a Clementine - 5.5 centimetres in diameter...
I have just finished an article I started well over a year ago, and put to one side twice for several months each time. Thank goodness for deadlines, or it would still be on my desk this time next year. I have put a bizarre amount of effort into this article, and really, really hope it doesn't get rejected, or misunderstood.
Home, hot and tired to a phone conversation with Younger Brother. His news, and that of Elder Brother, not good: not good at all.
Watered the garden, which is currently offering aquilegia, yellow poppies, red campion, lilac, cotoneaster and trailing begonia in flower, with lupin, pyracantha, hydrangea and peonies coming up on the rails.
The leek will go into an Ottolenghi recipe which is, in effect, a gussied-up tuna and pasta bake.
While I was out the electrician connected our new appliances in our new kitchen. I came home to my husband trying to work out how various things worked. He's cooking tea with our new oven and hob at the moment.
Tonight we are heading to a talk about the lace industry in Nottingham.
@Firenze - sorry to hear about your brothers - adding them to my prayers.
It's a right bonny day here: barely a puff of wind, and mostly sunny. The battle with Argos re: new bed seems at least to be progressing; as I hadn't had an email or any communication from them, I decided to try the "chat" option, which involves sending short emails to an entity (not at all sure that it's a human one) to tell it what you want, and eventually exchanging messages with what I think may have been an Actual Humming Bean. The upshot would appear to be that the missing casters, bolts etc are on their way, but I'll believe it when I see it.
In other news, a gentleman from a local dairy/dairy farm turned up at the door this evening to ask if I'd like to have Proper Milk, in Proper Bottles, delivered to the chateau twice a week. I rather approve of the idea, so I said I'd give it a go. They apparently also sell very good orange juice, so if I like the milk idea, I'll maybe add that as well. I haven't had milk delivered to the house since we lived in Belfast, which is over 20 years ago. I'm just hoping I can use enough to justify it.
Supper was the second half of the tomato/orzo thingy, and actually not too bad; it had coalesced somewhat from its rather soupy state and was quite flavoursome.
Then we had some proper rain. Hurrah!
It was meaningful and moving. I conclude that finding oneself in the midst of unanticipated worship is good for the soul.
Is that McQueens? We've been with them for years and it is very convenient to have milk turn up, in our case, every Monday and Thursday. Their orange juice is Ok, but MrF is the juice drinker and likes to cycle through pineapple, grapefruit etc.
The history of lace making talk was interesting, and his accompanying slides were excellent. The friend I was sitting next to had been to the U3A's AGM in the afternoon where they had Jonathan Van-Tam speak. It was apparently excellent, but she was obviously talked out as she fell asleep for most of the one this evening.
If I drank cow's milk I might consider a dairy, though I'm not sure if we have one round here anymore.
It is indeed. I might be tempted by their eggs as well, although there's a wee health-food shop across the road that sells lovely, huge free-range eggs, and I like to support them too.
Another day of marking but the end is in sight. This evening we went to our local informal fellowship group to eat and then pray.
That talk sounds just up my street, @Sarasa as my maternal grandmother and her family were lace workers. In a similar vein I can also recommend a visit to the Frameworkers Museum at Ruddington.
This morning I put away winter woollies and took out summer clothes which needed ironing after being squashed in a drawer since October. Then hairdressers and shopping. This evening I ate cod, new potatoes and lots of green veg. covered in grated cheese as I was too lazy to make a sauce.
Lucky you - but I feel bound to ask, what is improper rain?
I'll get my coat ...
At least that's what I'd say. Others may differ.
We're just back from a lovely walk with the Ramblers. I thought of you @Piglet, as we went to Aslockton where Thomas Cranmer was born and had lunch in the grounds of the Cranmer centre there. The warden was lovely and let us use their loo and top up our water bottles.