Deck-time

Early finish, for 30 minutes on the terrace before dinner. Blissfully, CarbBoy had just finished the vacuuming, I could hear a thrush bashing the heck out of a snail somewhere, and I had a cool glass of rosé.

The weekend is very welcome this week. Mr B has been away, but will be back tomorrow. We have some tough decisions and conversations about a family situation, but I’m hoping for some gardening, and some lounging about in the sunshine with the finest breads and cheeses the market can provide too.