Lunch

Can't beat an outdoor lunch!

CarbBoy had basketball again, so after dropping him off I pootled around the market, including some very successful cheese foraging. I am now sufficiently 'in' with my preferred general cheese man that I qualify for access to the secret supply of Brillat Savarin from under the counter.

Meanwhile, Mr B and TallGirl were constructing a fish tank stand which, after we calculated the weight it will bear, will be reinforced tomorrow...

Duck stir fry for dinner and some unnecessarily rude Dr Who spin-off action. And now some entirely appropriately rude Game of Thrones.