Sunday market

Today I walked into town to get extras for supper.  We'll be having chicken cooked in mushrooms and cream with asparagus and new potatoes.  Yum!  The bric-a-brac antique market was stretched right down the High Street.  I was blipping a man clearly tempted by some old woodworking tools when this young lad walked into shot with his Greggs sausage roll.  (What was that ancient British Rail joke about how/why does your sausage roll?  Something about a new 'high speed' train?)  Anyway, I thought the light was stunning, so it had to be my image for the day.

Apart from that not a lot to report.  I have to confess to being pretty tired after my jaunt yesterday, which I guess means an early night.

Hope you're enjoying the Olympics.  Which has been your favourite bit so far?  xx