Hairy plums

Long lie-in this morning (mainly in Mr B's case due to him correcting his watch the wrong way; waking up at 8.30 thinking he'd had the best night sleep ever, but was rather hungry... That would be 10.30 then.)

Eventually, with a holiday weekend in the offing, in to town to divide and conquer normal market shopping and buying more in the endless series of gifts TallGirl is taking to Spain. Lunch included these rambutans, last eaten by Mr B and me in 2000. TallGirl was not brave enough to try, and CarbBoy wasn't impressed, but did at least try them.

A rainy afternoon meant we had to come through on our promise to CarbBoy that he could watch Gladiator, though TallGirl bowed out. Gardening, a Mr B dinner and more Batman.