Purple kale

So, either bunnies are colour blind, or they spotted pretty quickly that purple kale tastes just like the regular stuff.

Long market shop this morning in the (suddenly) icy temperatures.  Obviously I was the only numpty with no coat.  Everyone was in a very chatty mood so the whole thing took about three hours (leaving Mr B texting me plaintively asking when I'd be home with his lunch).

CarbBoy was off to a basketball match so far away that his team was allowed use of the precious club minibus.  And then it turned out the time of the match had been changed and they had to sit around doing nothing for four hours, with their coach getting increasingly nervous that he wasn't going to make it back for a game he was playing in this evening.

Easy chicken for dinner (easy for me since Mr B cooked) and a long night of Game of Thrones and such.

Joey (rabbit on the left) is fascinated by Mr B's new beard, and spends most of the evening after the kids have gone to bed sitting on his shoulder staring at him and occasionally trying to groom him.