Healthy finish . . .

. . .  to a naughty breakfast 
 
 
 
Had our Sunday breakfast today.  Well yesterday had to be our traditional Christmas breakfast (been so for some forty years from when the kids were very young), and you can’t miss out Sunday, can you.  At least I finished with something healthy.  Our pear crop is lasting too well, we should have given away more.
 
 
Cheered myself up this afternoon by putting the lawn rake over the rest of the willow leaves.  I’m so glad its electric.  Then I made a strong hot toddy, and cooked half the sausage rolls we got for the aborted family get together last summer.  Roast chicken legs for dinner this evening.