Spaghettini

Met Mr B at the club after tennis, and our Ukranian/Canadian friends (just arrived back for their 6 months sojourn here), and ‘E’ decided to join us too. We all had baked potatoes, except Mr B who had nothing.

Eyes stinging, probably after yesterday’s poking and prodding. Returned home after and relaxed with curtains closed, and watched The Spanish Gardener (I fancied Dirk Bogarde when I was very young - can see why, he is so good looking and charming in the film).

No photos today, so have snapped my dinner. Had gnocchi with left-over Spinach Borani from last night. Then Mr B tempted me with a small portion of his spaghettini (blipped).