Cod and clams

I managed the trundle to the market, which is livelier and colourful, almost ‘normal’. Many unnecessary vegetable purchases later (mother is compulsively driven by market forces) we took the Turmeric plant, herbs, sweet potatoes, dates, avocados, etc etc etc and retreated. We got 4 yards before being trapped by the decamping olive stall and then spotting a distressed F, her car having been removed by the police after erroneous parking. We stopped for a coffee until she was sorted, then made it back to our boys.
Cleaning.
Bathroom sealant removal. Replacement. Hoovering. Washing. That stuff.

Fish for tea! It is such a joy to cook for an appreciative audience.