Another glorious day here with Autumn sunshine, but it is getting a little bit colder each day and tonight there is a feeling of frost in the air. I drove the mile or so into the village this afternoon to visit friend M and on the way passed a stand of Horse Chestnut trees all of them the most beautiful golden brown. Autumn is well and truly on its way now.
M and I had a lovely chatty afternoon. We were neighbours for a few years (my son now lives in my house and is her neighbour) and so have always got plenty to chat about.
I took my crocheting. Last winter, really for something to do on cold, wet days, I crocheted around fifty squares in Wensleydale wool. Now that I have a great grandchild almost due I am joining them together to make a blanket for the pram - it is cold up in Scotland where they live, so will help to keep the baby warm.
For lunch I made individual fish pies. Reminder to self - don't do it again. The whole house smells of fish pie. The farmer insists he can't smell it, but I definitely can and to make matters worse I had done a load of washing and ironing and put it up on the airer above the Aga. Now I ask myself - will all the clean clothes smell of fish pie too? Any suggestions for getting rid of the smell? I defrosted the fish in the microwave and got rid of the smell in there by microwaving a small pot of lemon juice for a couple of minutes.