Sunday, 7 June 2015

Out for Sunday lunch.

The farmer is out walking with his group today, so I went out with my son and daughter-in-law for Sunday lunch.   Now I am back home having eaten far too much (roast lamb with roasties, Yorkshire puds, vegetables, followed by fruits of the forest Eton mess and then coffee.)

No more food for me today but it was a jolly good lunch.   And the place we went to has a good vegetarian menu which is helpful as my son is a vegetarian and so often everything on the menu is cheesy.

The farmer's walk was also a success and he has come back feeling good after a walk along the River Ure and a good chat to friends.

I have quite a busy week ahead - Monday the usual chores, Tuesday to Middlesbrough for the farmer to have a balance check up at his hospital,Wednesday my exercise class, Thursday my hairdresser and Friday off to Kirby Lonsdale to meet our friends for lunch - I rather think this is the first time this year.   I must check up with them but it is certainly a long time since we met and friend W and I so enjoy the journey, seeing them and the Italian food.

In between this I really must begin to pot up plants for all my pots in the garden.   The trouble is that at the moment the wind is so strong that it is likely to blow them out again, as has happened to one of the geraniums I planted.

 Buttercups are looking particularly splendid this year.   As I write I can see them in the paddock outside the hall window = the field is the most beautiful golden yellow.   That is the one field the farmer makes into hay each year (weather permitting - if it suddenly changes then the 'hay' becomes 'silage').   He says that cows don't like buttercups and that they are a 'real nuisance' in the field.   Hay is no longer really needed unless one has horses, so I think he really makes it for old times sake.

Tess and the farmer are setting off for their afternoon walk.  He wishes to be back in time to watch the Grand Prix which starts at 5pm I think (which means that after an hour's talking the actual race probably starts an hour later.   We have walked round the Montreal circuit some years ago and were surprised how small it all seemed when it looks huge on television.   The road is quite narrow and as I remember it there were not all that many buildings, so I wonder if some of them are pre-fabricated and are put up just for the event.   Does anybody know?


Cro Magnon said...

Hot-n-dry here. Going out for Sunday Lunch is a great tradition; to be encouraged.

Joanne Noragon said...

Sounds like my yesterday menu. A lovely bacon and honey pizza for lunch, instead of my usual apple, and we came home to a beautiful dinner. I skipped right over my bedtime snack.

Heather said...

The wind has dropped here and we are having a glorious day - do hope it will improve for you soon so that you can get your planting done.
Your lunch sounds delicious - it's all too easy to eat too much.
I know nothing about motor racing so hope someone else will be able to answer your question.

Elizabeth said...

You do eat splendid Sunday lunches!
And you keep astoundingly busy!

angryparsnip said...

What a wonderful Sunday Lunch.
Busy week ahead. Mine was last week.

cheers, parsnip

Cloudia said...

Thanks for sharing

Thickethouse.wordpress said...

I just looked this up ( because I knew buttercups were toxic to humans, and see they can poison cows, too. But apparently when dry cows can eat them without harm...Strange.

I hope you enjoy your busy week and the weather is just what you want it to be.

The Weaver of Grass said...

Thanks folks for the visit!