Pegged it

After another eleven hour kip I was up and at it. Drove along to see Frederick for a long overdue catch-up and the usual dram swap. Then off to the vet to pick up food for elderly canines, on to the supermarket which included a couple of impromptu catch ups in the aisles with people I haven’t seen in a while, then finally on to the dry cleaners.

Home to nibble on festive fried pecans made by Mrs S (inspired by Megan) then I sat down to watch a strangely touching documentary recommended by my Bro’ski and filmed in the early 1990s about three hairdressing salons in Blackpool.

Roast salmon later courtesy of Ruby.