Samosas at dusk

A while ago Mr B bought some filo pastry to "do something with". He hadn't, so I made fake samosas, which felt a little foolish as samosa pastry is almost as easy to make as filo pastry is to work with. They turned out fine and were a handy late night snack for Mr B when he arrived off his late (again, again, again) flight.

Earlier, racing some forgotten homework to CarbBoy, only to find out later that he hadn't even looked in the envelope and had been punished for forgetting it; some fish with TallGirl that was pronounced "too fishy" (rouget, en papillotte, I think she's more of a fried fish fan), a plant delivery and lots of getting wet in today's unending rain.

Oh and very much earlier: mouse death number one of the season.