Veg

A very fine Sunday.

A lie-in, that turned out not to be one really when I remembered about the clocks changing, but then a leisurely day.

Some arty stuff for CarbBoy's room, a small amount of "sofa" moving, some thinking about upholstery (but not any doing, so still fits with the whole 'day of rest' thing), a little sitting outside with a glass of wine, and then dinner with all the veg, and some rather tasty guinea fowl.  And no-one guessed any of my secret ingredients, even though they know just to guess nutmeg for at least one dish.

Later, team effort homework for CarbBoy (he had to write a poem, which is really not a strong point for him) and TallGirl possibly didn't help by reminding the group that she had done a sonnet on animals in the same year of school that CarbBoy is in, and she got 20/20...  Anyway, we got there in the end, though Mr B was interesting sidetracked by Baudelaire along the way.  

Some days just give you a warm feeling all over and today, despite the drizzly weather and for no particular reason, has given me such a feeling.