Keys

When I returned from Django's morning walk - and visit to Mum - I realised that I'd left without keys and A was at work. So, since none of the neighbours who might have keys was in, and A didn't like the idea of me borrowing a neighbour's ladder and getting in through K's window, she came home. Whilst waiting for her to arrive, I went out again with Django and found a couple of ceps and a few chanterelles that were very tasty when we ate them later at teatime.