Moussaka

An audible groan from MrM this morning when he opened the bedroom curtains. We had hoped for slightly better weather today, but if anything it was worse than yesterday, and it seemed that we were actually in the cloud! It never seemed to get properly light, and the grey sky was tinged yellow, maybe a result of pollution.

A winter's day perfect for an afternoon in front of a roaring fire, eating crumpets and drinking tea as MrM pointed out. Unfortunately - or fortunately, depending on how you look at it - we had none of those things. I tackled a few little chores and 'walked' 5km on the teadmill. He nobly braved the mizzle and continued working outdoors, until he felt too cold and wet to do any more.Then he came indoors and made this fabulous moussaka. Very tasty it was too.