Frittata

What do you do when there’s nothing for tea?  Make a frittata with whatever is lurking in the fridge.  Fortunately Norm loves it and thinks it’s a treat. 
I’ve finally written all my cards except for the neighbours which I’ll do later. I made an appointment with a podiatrist who told me you can park in the road at the side. I looked on google earth and you can’t and the public car park is too far for me. I rang back and another woman told me that’s where you park so I cancelled it. Later I got an email saying they have their own car park at the back!  I’d already booked somewhere else by then. I wasn’t keen to go to the first one anyway as they didn’t inspire confidence.