|the mist just starting to lift to reveal blue sky|
It was cold and foggy when I took Rick out for his early morning walk, it was quite spooky trying to see our way in the misty gloom. The hedgerows looked so pretty decorated with thin spider webs bejewelled with drops of dew. It certainly felt very autumn like.
It’s Saturday so Paul is cooking tonight. Scampi and chips are on the menu. We shall be decadent and eat them in front of the television with a good bottle of wine. We are watching The Queen’s Gambit, a drama about a young girl with an astonishing talent for playing chess. It’s an unusual but engaging series. I might have to go and dig out our chess set from the attic. I can play at a very basic level but I’ve never studied any strategy or particular opening moves.
Eating on the sofa while watching television is a rare treat. Only ever on a Saturday evening and when it’s pizza or scampi. Otherwise we always sit up at the table.
|Paul waiting for his supper last night (tagine). He is tossing a tennis ball while he waits.|