Tomatoes

I’ve been in the Peak District to visit John’s brother and his wife today. So you could have had a lovely blip of the beautiful landscape. But by the time we’d had a lovely pub Sunday roast and were ready to take Bob (their beautiful black lab) out for a walk it had started to rain. And I didn’t remember that I hadn’t taken any pictures until I was driving home on the motorway. So some of the homegrown tomatoes I brought back with me will have to do.

We did manage to make plans about gifts for John’s nephews from his estate, and for what we want to do with his ashes.