Frickles….

… A backblip from yesterday.
We met with friends at a venue a mere hour and three quarter drive for each of us. (A bit like going on holiday).
We had a lovely lunch and a lovely catch up.

I tried frickles. (Fried dill pickles). Very nice, but I shan’t be eating them often as they probably contained enough calories to kill a horse. (Not that I count, but I like dill pickles enough, unadorned).