Somebody Feed Jonah

This morning JB and I cooked breakfast together, albeit over zoom. We made some delicious breakfast egg muffins and then ate together, with the Oxford Moores even dining outside. They are two days away from ending their most recent period of isolation - troopers.

Cycled in to town to meet Grace but we avoided the Food Festival (£17.50 a ticket!) to go and have lunch in the Market Hall. The Monkfish Panang at the House of Yum never, ever disappoints.

The afternoon spontaneously ended with an hour at my local beer garden with the Curtai. The twins are now ridiculously blonde and walking, whilst Caty is just a day away from starting school. Much marshalling of tiny people, but a jolly lovely way to end a lovely Saturday.