Out to lunch as usual for Sunday. Only three of us today as our old friend in her nineties was doing something with her family. Following on from yesterday's post, all I can say is that we are so jolly lucky to be able to go out to lunch every week. Most weeks we all have salmon on a bed of spinach with vegetables and it is consistently delicious.
Now back home, dog-walk finished, dog to feed, cup of tea to get for me and then it is downhill all the way to bedtime. The nights have drawn in so that now it begins to get dark at about half past two. At present there is a raw cold in the atmosphere and it is lovely to get inside and get wam. It is on days like today that I miss my Aga and my woodburner.