Ever wondered...

...what's on the inside of a fiddle? Something like this. Probably! MrM left it on the stove this morning.

A very late start to the day as I didn't set the alarm last night. By the time we'd had brunch at Beatties (a very early lunch really, as it was too late for their breakfast menu), and done a supermarket shop, it was mid-afternoon. Mostly pottered for the rest of the day though I tackle a few chores, and MrM went into his workshop.

A relaxing evening watching a film that MrM had seen before, and remembered as being very good - Angel Heart. So it was - mostly set in New Orleans in the 1950s, it's complex, very dark, and violent, and compulsive viewing.