Pawpaw for breakfast.

We are so lucky that our village greengrocer every so often offers pawpaws for sale, and we like to treat ourselves. These are the very large variety, so we have a piece each for two breakfasts. The masses of little black pips go on the compost heap. I haven’t tried to grow a pawpaw tree from them, that would be an interesting challenge.
Another dull day. Another day when I promised myself I would go for a walk, and then didn’t. Instead I started a new sewing project while enjoying the England/Ireland rugby match. Happy result!