Bee on Cowslip

Very slow to get moving today. Gale force winds, it seemed, this morning. Queens Park and The Outwoods closed as a result. Len still went to play tennis.

I took Basil for a walk along the green lane. We've had no rain so the ground was still hard and passable.

The chicken pieces in the fridge had gone off. I suspect that they dated from a month ago and had just disappeared at the back of the fridge. The pieces that I bought on Friday are probably in the freezer in the garage. Thus chicken curry was delayed. When Len got back with replacement chicken I simply threw the ingredients together and assumed Len would stir it while I went to view an online photographic meeting.

He didn't. Once the meeting had finished, all that was left was burnt offering. We ate what we could in silence, watching a TV programme about the bridges of London.