Mint sauce

Blissful day. Some legal work intervened, but for Mr B (and long overdue) so not a hardship. Beautiful sunny day.

CarbBoy discovered late last night that he had to actually go to school this week, which was a shock to our slovenly morning ways. They are doing split classes and he had thought he had this week at home, but no such luck.

Hair cutting salon open in the garden this evening - Mr B thinks I’m starting to get the hang of it - but CarbBoy refused. I meant to do mine too, but forgot.

Now, on the sunny terrace with a g&t while Mr B rustles up duck pasta, with swallows swooping low overhead, and front row seats for the wood pigeon /dove / magpie battles raging around us, bank holiday life seems to suit me fine.

And, for admin reasons, it looks like TallGirl will be coming home earlier than expected. All good.