Toes

It's 9:30pm. D and I are sitting out on the deck sharing a beer after eating the last of the divine blackberry pudding I made to the Yotam O recipe in the paper yesterday (not too many ingredients and none obscure).

We had friends round for a barbeque lunch. A bit frantic beforehand, but very worthwhile. Can we do this every day?

The sun threatened to burst out from behind the grey cloud but never really appeared. Should be warmer tomorrow, but not quite like England. Did have to add 30L to the wee pond, with stuff to neutralise the chlorine, as it was getting very low.