‘Evening All’
Hello soop and all the kitcheners. A bit earlier for me today. We’ve been over to my stepfather’s this affy. Dropped off a chilli and enjoyed a couple of hours with a malt whisky, chatting about family, snooker, football, his neighbours and holidays in general - as you do.
At 4pm I didn’t want to just ‘go home’ so we dived into a favourite bar up the road from home. 19 punters in altogether so not too shabby for a Saturday teatime. And guess what? Yet another new bar has opened here, only next door. People were saying they’d heard about the menu etc. Himself suggested we go in tomorrow. Good call. Sunday is ‘roasts only’ apparently. Suits us!
We will be busy tomorrow emptying the bedroom and bathroom for the decorators while we are away in Málaga from Monday. So I stood up and nipped into the new place to book Sunday lunch at 3pm for us both. £12.50 each. I’ll report back tomorrow night.
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Nannytopsy actually no, the nurse didn’t irritate me in the least. The truth hurts sometimes and I needed a reality check! I am SO determined to continue to lose weight.
Right - I will stop wittering on and budge up for others in the kitchen to have a turn! I’m going to warm up the chilli prepared by Himself yesterday. Mushroom rice will be pinged later to go with. I’ve got to swerve the garlic bread but I’m focusing more on what ‘I can have’ rather than what I can’t!
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Baggs separate from my nonsense, you are continually in my thoughts. That goes without saying. x