What a difference a day makes . . .

We woke up this morning to be welcomed by a wonderful sunrise.  Mind you it was half past nine, but we won’t go into that.  The way the sun caught the smoke from a neighbour’s chimney caught my eye so I just had to snap it – one in the camera as they say.  Fortunately so as that’s the only ones I’ve got.
 
Apart from getting Sunday breakfast and dinner on, the day has been taken up with updating the pooter.  So many more things to do, you just don’t appreciate how many little things that you rely on that have accumulated over the last five years.
 
Rost pork tonight, I just left Mrs W finishing off the crackling – it never lasts until dinner time.