Potatoes

Yoss is unwell, which is sad, but the consequent cancellation of this afternoon's college session granted me a free day, at least.

In the morning, the MInx and I went over to Unicorn Grocery in Chorlton to buy some ingredients for dinner, this evening. I particularly liked these sacks of potatoes, with the bags labelled to tell those of us who don't know much about vegetables what each variety is good for.

(I was once in the final two of a spelling bee when I was at primary school and my word was potato. "P-o-t-a-t-o-e", I answered confidently. And so confident was I that I stuck by my guns when given a second chance. You can tell how much I hate getting things wrong, that I still remember it fifty years later!)

And in the evening, Hannah came 'round for dinner, which was a delight, not least because the Minx had made excellent use of the potatoes (as well as other ingredients!).