Through the ages

Three generations out enjoying the morning sunshine. After my round of local errands buying a chicken and stuff it was out into the back garden. Trimming and sweeping in preparation for the annual jet washing of the paving. Possibly my photo for tomorrow.

While I was in the lovely local butchers buying the poultry the butcher asked me if I have perfected its cooking. I looked puzzled and he asked me how I cook it. I started and then said “well you tell me, you’re the butcher”. He looked startled “ don’t ask me, I havnt a clue” he replied.

Much laughter and Sue, who takes the money then told us all the appropriate cooking time. We’ll be looking forward to a wonderful roast tomorrow.