Pookie watching...

... the birds at the feeder. Such an intense stare!

Frosty this morning and bitterly cold throughout the day, but I hung washing out on the line for the first time this year and it nearly dried.

With K here but working - she had an online meeting at 7.30am, poor thing - I've spent the day catching up with domestic chores that don't get done very often. This is because P is coming home this weekend on a flying visit to pick up a change of clothes and library books.

A few nights ago I watched the recording of the second part of The Mary Berry Story during which she threw together an enormous fish pie that looked as if it would feed multitudes. As with most of her recipes she made it look very simple, so I thought I'd give it a try. Fish pie chez Freuchie tonight!