Sunday 10 June 2012: His Master's Curry
I slept so soundly after yesterday's ride and subsequent fizz, beer and Swedish cider tasting session at Boda that I didn't know where I was when the ladies woke me with toast and coffee this morning.
I read Bella nearly a whole page from her nursery rhyme book before realising I was reciting the contents. I did think it was odd that it didn't rhyme.
Immersed myself in work all afternoon, then G & The Wünder Dug joined us for a Blogs' curry. I think may have been my finest yet - Bella scoffed a whole plateful and from where he was sniffing, the hairy one certainly seemed to agree.