Another weekend. The sixth Saturday of this malarky. But the sun is shining (mostly), and we’ve a (virtual) holiday to plan for next week.
The day began slowly and continued well. A long breakfast over the (e)paper, some cooking for the weekend and week ahead, a family zoom call. Then on to gardening, knitting, listening to a radio play. Sitting outside to eat our evening meal for the first time this year. Most of it came from the allotment, followed by sourdough pancakes. I make these most weeks now, we love them and they’re so easy to make.
Tomorrow we have (virtual) Frome market to look forward to again, which can only mean Malcolm has to bake some more cinnamon buns.
See you tomorrow!