A big tick of a day.

 Very dodgy weather is causing us problems. Well in as much as it is curtailing our long-awaited DOING SOMETHING DIFFERENT.

We did manage a day round trip to WSM for Sarah’s birthday. It was rather windy and quite a bit chilly but so lovely to meet up in person and enjoy a nice meal.

Avoiding the showers and high winds some walks have been partaken and some gardening completed. However, the mix of warmish weather and plenty of rain has spurted the growth of weeds, so as fast as you pull them out turn your back and they have grown again.

We lost our small Buddleia in the front garden to the high winds last week, which means we now have a lovely view of next doors bins. So, its thinking caps on to see what we can plant to replace it.

We have booked a little getaway around the end of June and we are both looking forward to that. I just hope it is not curtailed due to the India variant.

I have also got my confidence back and went for a run, however, still have the scabs from the last one. (Nice! sorry to share that.)

Sorry I cant update you on the Blue Tits as the darn wifi thingy is playing up again. Willow is ok  he is a bit needy and follows us everywhere, well when he is not asleep, pulling his fur out or crying for some titbit that he then refuses to eat.

 

Yesterday we went to a new pub not too far away. It was just an off the cuff thing. Having said that we are fed up with sitting out in the cold eating we (Me) had to get out. What a fabulous meal and afternoon we had. Fantastic food, rather different than the norm for a pub. The sun shone for the most part and we finished it off with a walk around Charvil country park. I was planning on a glass of vino in the summerhouse upon our return home, but the aforementioned wind and rain returned so that took the edge off the idea. A cup of tea was enjoyed just a much.

 I had onglet steak, with watercress fries and Chimichurri sauce. Ian had Pork Schnitzel with a fried duck egg, caper, parsley, anchovy butter, crispy pancetta and fries. There was a lovely sounding Rhubarb and flapjack crumbl’e]]]]]]]pol0 ha ha Willow just stood on the keyboard. That was crumble and custard, but we declined it. We both really enjoyed the food, the venue (its right next to a ford in a river) and the service. Ian even saw a Kingfisher. 

On the way home we stopped at the egg/reindeer place and the first of this year’s homegrown strawberries were out so we bought some. The owner came along to stock up the eggs and gave us a carton of cream to go with them how lovely was that.

Big tick of a day.