Today, the first Saturday in the month, is - as usual - our Coffee Morning in the Village Hall, in aid of Church Funds. I always go
to this unless we are away because, living as we do almost a mile out of the village, I would rarely - if ever - meet the other folk there under any other circumstances.
A, the lady in charge of the food stall, always makes me a Turkey Lasagne (without celery as the farmer hates it) and today she had also made a fish pie with new potatoes, cod loin and tomato slices. Two handy meals now in the freezer for when I am out and the farmer has to feed himself.
Friends M and J run the raffle - I always have a go but never take any tickets as I really do not wish to win any of the prizes (one of the prizes today was a gorgeous box of Violet Creams which I adore and which I would eat rapidly!)
Then it is just a matter of drinking coffee from smart thermos jugs, eating biscuits and chatting to all and sundry - a pleasant morning.
Home for a lunch of chestnut mushroom omelette with a mixed salad followed by lemon yoghourt. Then a walk down the land with Tess - and that is it for today.
The farmer is digging over the tulip bed by the front gate. He is digging all the bulbs out, trying to get rid of as many weeds as possible, and then he will put the bulbs back. They do very well indeed here and we have a wonderful scarlet show every Spring.
After all the excitement of yesterday I feel like a quiet evening!