Hello, the kitchen. The sun is shining, washing (why did the iPad choose to interpret that as Washington?? Spooky!
) is on the line (even more spooky!), and I am contemplating whether to have a go at the garden while DH is at the footie (I echo your last sentence, kitty!). DS, who is usually with his dad on match days, has been WhatsApp-ing me photos from Tate Modern, so at least one of them is not wasting his afternoon!
I have just returned from the land where mystery collides with imagination and mystery usually comes out on top - to whit, my freezer. I have to put on my thinking cap regarding our evening meal, as what I thought was some shepherds pie filling has turned out to be something alien and unidentifiable ☹️!
I will look in later and hope there is some of Jane’s lemon drizzle cake left......