Shadowy

Not representative of the day... Lately the weather's been June-appropriate, but today we took a big leap to August weather, with worse to come tomorrow.

Market trip with Mr B (we divide and conquer - he does the dull stuff in shops and I wander round the market). Lunch was surprising mussels and chips. Lounging, reading, vehemently agreeing about the election (he is somewhat taken aback by my pessimism - I'm normally the rose-tinted glasses one), then opening a keg of beer. Happily Mr B was on dinner duty! (Another fine spatchcock chicken.)

Lots of late night chat with the kids, then Doctor Who and an early night.

I'm totally glossing over TallGirl announcing that she's started a fruit fly colony in her bedroom. And how she asked for a medicine syringe and used it to feed tiny worms to her fish.