Veranda lockdown

We worked hard today.  Naomi took the brunt of the physical work as my back is still unwell. I spent the morning in the study writing bits and pieces of a research proposal.  In the afternoon we did some gardening together, but I get very frustrated because I can't get stuck into the hard stuff.  Naomi is a garden warrior and, at the moment, she puts me to shame.  We had home-made pizza this evening and sat at the refurbished table on the veranda, with scented candles and Gaillac wine.  It felt very together and romantic.