Rapture

Fortified by dinner, which was reminiscent of Chinese, containing Japanese miso, fresh corriander, fresh green onions and spaghetti with a handful of prawns and a glass of DB's blackcurrant wine, D, still in its rapture, dragged me to the potato patch to cut a hanging branch from a walnut. Hardly had I finished, when our croquet set arrived from Limerick and no import duty to pay!

I read that we now live in the most dangerous place in the world, so we should make the most of it, if we aren't already in the rapture. That might explain why my blip entries are only sporadic at the moment?