Anticipation

It was a long day; a promising start with a good going over from the chiropractor (I think Andrew has X-ray fingers) but mostly downhill from then on.

DH and I both felt that the time had come to avail ourselves of a cairy oot. Our neighbourhood Chinese restaurant usually provides excellent nosh, whether sitting in or carrying out, so I was looking forward to a feast when DH returned like the mighty hunter that he is.

But sad to say, there must be a new cook working there - oh, please let it be just a temporary stand-in! Not good. Not good at all.

The photo dates from the anticipatory stage. My salivation subsequently turned to dust. The best thing about the meal was the elegant chopsticks that parsfan kindly brought back for us from Vietnam a while back.