Divide and conquer

Mrs Smith headed out with the whippet bright and early while I , ahem, cleaned the oven. No, that's not a euphemism I really did clean the oven. When they came back, Mrs S started the roast chicken preparations and I headed off to Dunbar to pick up a groggy Joe after his "sleep" over. Naturally had to stop off at the bridge on the way back home for a quick blip.

Then I picked up Mrs Smith's Mum and brought her round for sunday lunch, fruity sorbet and a natter before running her back home with a big bar of Gluten free chocolate for her to nibble on later.

Now the house is very quiet, everyone is crashed out in a corner, there's choral music coming from the kitchen for some reason and the weekend is slowly drawing to a close.