Man in black

We're not here to destroy
We are here to employ
We have come to make you function
So we can eat at our functions
We are the meninblack

Dan is halfway through a tour of England, grabbing a weekend respite in Scotland. Later we are joined by Mike (on his way back to Norway) and Owen (escaping from Glasgow). Angus and Nick bring the number to six.

We eat late. I am roasting a shoulder of lamb, covered in a parsley and mustard crust. Roast potatoes, ratatouille (without aubergine), and Savoy cabbage (massive and filthy). Gravy mmm.

The apples spend too long baking. Their individual forms are identifiable, but it’s more like a tray of stewed apple with raisins. Delicious nonetheless.