On Weetwood Moor

A morning of cooking and cleaning before John C came to lunch - MrM cooked a full Sunday roast, and persuaded me to make a steamed lemon pudding. All delicious and washed down with white wine.

Then a very pleasant walk on Weetwood Moor. So warm that MrM and I carried our coats most of the time.

Back home late afternoon. MrM and I had good intentions to do a bit more on the living room ceiling, but they came to nothing. The trouble with eating a big meal at lunch time is that you don't feel inclined to do much at all afterwards. In fact we both felt decidedly jaded, so it was an evening spent in front of the TV. Back to normality tomorrow.