Mud, mud, glorious mud.........

A friend of J's, who he hasn't seen for ages, called this morning, so I left them in the living room, to have a man chat.  When he left, the weather had improved, so we went out for a drive, and just for a change, we ended up in Porthcawl, and went for a coffee. When we got back, J made a chicken & mushroom casserole for our evening meal, and it smells divine. I doubt there will be anything left.Looking forward to watching Marcella tonight on ITV.