Fishy on dishy

A welcome return to fish lunches with TallGirl today, though dealing with whole fish was difficult after the whole Lazarus episode. (Obviously, given they'd been gutted, even I knew I wasn't going to be able to bring these ones back, but it was still a bit icky chopping off all the bits that make them look like fish so TallGirl would be less sad.)

Tasted fab though.

Later, sorting out some bills, buying huge bits of wood, and being told by the doctor that I am neither old nor fat (she really earned her 23 Euros today).

Mainly though I have been sneezing, trying to breathe and failing to rise above the pain felt by every single part of me. I'm officially upgrading myself to 'poorly'.