Do Tell!

I can’t say what these objects are out from the pizza oven and your guess is as good as mine. Are they peppers or tomatoes and what is the black topping? Is it burnt or meant to look like that? For whatever reason, I didn’t stop to ask.

It was a beautifully sunny mild day inviting outdoor walks round and about, but first it was the small matter of getting a doctor’s appointment. Granted it’s not urgent, just a hard spot on my face which seems to be growing exponentially, but nevertheless the first appointment is in a fortnight. I may look like the phantom of the opera by then.