Rice and easy

After a morning trip to fuel up Fidra for the holiday I spent most of today packing, albeit very slowly, mainly because I couldn't decide what clothes to take, or how much of the fridge I needed to decant to the freezer, or eat for tea, or take with me later.

Then I started worrying at how much space there seemed to be left in my pannier, but I think it's only because I've put some of the things in my waterproof holdall instead.

So tea was thrown together sweet and sour using-up-stuff. It really was that colour. I reckon I could dye my hair perfectly well with all the juice that comes out of beetroot.