Sunday Night Dinner

I hate days like this, damp, cold, grey, miserable. So I got the alarmingly loud leaf blower out, cleared the decking and most of the drive, then covered the wooded garden sofas up.

That was enough work for one day.

A final F1 race of the year and my last weekend on call until next season.

This evening we went across to Chris and Kelly’s for a roast, always good to see them and a splendid roast beef.