Woman in a dressing gown

So that was the title of a film from 1957. I remember watching it as a boy with my mother, who was a single parent; there is a scene in it where the central character  - whose husband is leaving her for a younger woman - confronts the mistress with  the accusation that she will find  out what he is  like once the infatuation wears off. One specific accusation was that he smothered her lovingly cooked food in brown sauce...

Anyway TSM made me a wicked veggie bacon and mushroom sandwich for breakfast and yes I did have a dollop of HP on the side. But just a dollop. And I made her a lovely haloumi salad for supper.

All the cleaning and decorating wore me out this weekend. Chilling now. Beautiful end to the day, the golden light on the emerging apple blossom...