Sunday: E., The Fisherman

Our adventures today started with a trip to the optometrist's to pick a new frame for my impending varifocals (or progressive lenses, as they are called here).  It's very stressful!  Either they're too wide, too small, too Elton-John-In-The-Seventies, too Dame Edna.  Anyway, I finally found a pair and can pick them up in a couple of weeks.

From there, we headed to Fishermans' Wharf to meet E. and pick up some live spot prawns.  We took them back to V and E's where E manfully prepared them for dinner.  I did have a go at beheading one but I was about as adept as Mary Queen of Scots' executioner so I shan't be doing that again.......