Friday victory

Love these. They were one of my favourite sweets when I was a kid. I know they’re not really sweets, but I always had a bad cough, so Dad used to buy me these to make me better.

Work. Sick hen. Sunshine. But it’s going to be awful weather all weekend so no gardening for me. TallGirl is threatening to induct us all into Dungeons and Dragons. I may suddenly embark on an urgent curtain/cleaning/filing project instead.

CarbBoy chose his life path (well, his subjects for the next two years) though he seems to accept that philosophy is unavoidable.