Poppy

Not the dog

As the weather turned out MUCH nicer than the fuckwits weathermen suggested, after a spot if domestic goddessing, I headed to the garden and had a good old rootle round and a tidy up. Two lots of bedding and the towels were also washed and dried. Mr Lif did the ironing, bless him.

We then headed up the hill to the pub in the sun and this is where we spotted these gorgeous poppies.

Back home and I made chicken Parmesan with new potatoes and green beans followed by strawberry shortcake and cream. I spoil then some days you know :)

Jake and Mr Lif are now sitting open mouthed watching some football or other.

Tell me the end is nigh.....surely?

Have a great weekend blippers xx