Birthday flowers

S bought me a bunch of flowers on Saturday, so here they are. Day at home; I started off some marmalade and grouted my mosaic. I made a pre-emptive appointment with the vet for tomorrow, because Mystère is not a happy boy. Not eating much, and not complaining about not being allowed out, which is very unusual. I didn't want to go today because the surgery is chaos on Mondays, heaving with injured hunting dogs. Hopefully tomorrow will be calmer. He has just been tempted by some bits of the leftover steak that S cooked for our apero, so it's not all bad.

We'll watch and episode of Dix Pour Cent/Call My Agent later -- S bought me series 1 for my birthday.