English mustard

It was a slow easy start to the day. Brian wanted to do a bit more work on the painted cabinets for the kitchen. The one I’d been doing was finished, but I think I’d picked the easier of the two. His one had the mend on the corner, and also we wanted to protect the aged paintwork, so it needed waxing. He went out into the coolness of the barn to work on that and I made it my aim to do both our mum’s internet shopping. Strangely, by the time we’d completed our separate tasks it was 2.30pm. Most definitely time for a swim.

It was such a glorious day and the pool is looking so good we were keen to enjoy it. We are still currently pinching ourselves to believe ‘is this us?’

I have to admit I had been looking forward all day to my steak dinner which Brian was cooking for us tonight. And when I’d read an email from an old friend of ours talking about his trip around the Loire I’d remembered we had some lovely reds we’d bought whilst there last year from Chinon which would go really well with our steak and chips. Bon appetite.

Can’t quite give up English mustard!