A slightly lower ambition day after the near stupidity of Friday.

I was awake  early, the blisters nipping and after hobbling slowly for bit, things loosened up and I stuck the frankly fetid garments of the previous day on to wash before raiding the local supermarkets for supplies ahead of the boys coming next week.

Progress was slow, but She was otherwise occupied making sure the lad had everything he needed ahead of his trip to Ibiza. Although the week in Barcelona looks doubtful so he's thinking of trying to score a couple of months work in Rhodes rather than come home. No warning, so it means lots of us then have to rejig our plans....

I duly rolled up mid afternoon  and promptly rolled back out to snaffle supplies. Oh how I hobbled....

Still, the much anticipated tikka masala was a triumph.