..Didn't get up till 10 ish. Laid there, alone, (Mr H having been ousted quite early from the old unruffled bed by birdsong and crying cat) Felt really delicious sprawled out like a frog awaiting dissection! Mmmm
And so after a cuppa and natter with mum about the Eastleigh by-election I thought I'd better get moving. So I advised Mr H that his hair needed cutting and that would he, on the way back from his stylist, pop into the blasted Co-Op and grab half a pound of best cheddar and 300ml of double cream. Kolestaroll? Can't even spell it!
Now I must make up for being a naughty/stupid/hang it all woman by making a vegetarian/clean arteries red lentil (with green pesto) bolognaise for tonight.
:)
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