Spot the difference

Another lovely outdoors day, though mostly to the backdrop of gunfire, Sunday being a big hunting day here. Early trip to the shops for cream, Mr B having unexpectedly requested pommes dauphinoise again. I tend to avoid Sunday supermarket shopping here, as I am usually the only customer not buying 2 cans of strong beer and a bottle of whisky. Though who am I to judge: it's only yesterday's overpurchasing that kept wine out of my basket.

Lunch and an afternoon in the garden was very welcome, including a discussion of the ethics of how many parents are the right number with TallGirl. (Interestingly she takes a very cost-benefit approach to scientific research.)

Soon the lamb that has had a leisurely day in the oven will make an appearance and we will all eat too much. And that's Sunday.