Brush strokes

Another stellar day weather wise, mid to high twenties.
We went out to pick up a couple of things. We live just a 3 minute drive from any shop that might be needed, in this case, it was a few groceries.
"What's for lunch?" she asked, "why don't we get some shrimps?"
And so it was, a shrimp sandwich, (because a shrimp butty isn't posh enough for shrimp).

Nothing of any consequence this afternoon, but some rather good halibut and chips for dinner. 
I'm full again.


Ah well...