It’s been another splendiferous Sunday, full of family
fun and serene sunbathing.
I did a bit of a roast and I have to say it was a triumph. A silly idea to have the oven going at 200 Celsius on a hot Summer’s day, but there you go. I kept the windows open and nipped in and out as I needed to. Silverside really is a joyous invention, and now we’re using a decent butchers instead of buying the shit from the supermarket with my discount card, it’s better than ever. Roast potatoes soaked in gravy are a thing of Heaven, and I can’t believe I ever used to eat carrots without covering them in honey first. Still, we live and learn.
Mathew has loved being able to play outside with
very little clothing on. Philippa kept fussing after him and trying to drown
him in sun cream, but he just treated that like a game and kept hiding behind the
bench. I wasn’t concerned about him getting a bit of sun on his body, I was
more worried by his determination to chase bumble bees around. This may be bad
parenting, but I did wonder if it would be best to let him grab one and get
stung, as I can’t imagine he’d want to do it again.
RC 6-6-21
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