As they say on Channel 9, Scorchio!

[nineveh_uk]

I have just pegged the washing out*. It felt like life was telling me to go to the beach. Alas, I am not going to the beach. I have got to go to the shops at some point, I have run out of food that can be eaten for lunch/breakfast without cooking unless I fancy plain tinned chickpeas. I do not. Oh for those long days of the school summer holidays when this was all someone else's problem, though I may yet get to relive the Great Flood of an early August afternoon, unquestionably the most exciting memory of my early childhood. Again, it was probably a lot less thrilling to be my parents and neighbours desperately attempting to divert the water into the drains rather than the front door than to be watching it from an upstairs window.

I am back from Edinburgh. It was nice. There were people, and they did the cooking.

*Definitely one of the pluses of working from home.

Comments

[antisoppist]

It is far too hot to cook. I am considering just giving everyone the baguette I bought to eat with the soup I was going to make.

I have just made raspberry muffins. That counts as vitamins.

[nineveh_uk]

I found I just about had ingredients for substantial salad. Raspberry muffins are definitely vitamins.

[antisoppist]

The weekly veg produced tomatoes and lettuce and we had baguette with chopped up fried chicken breasts from the butcher that I'd bought for a curry later in the week, pesto and the remains of some halloumi. Best meal ever. I don't know why I bother. I should just serve them sandwiches all the time. And raspberry muffins.

[nineveh_uk]

That sounds delicious. I am about to have to go to the shops as I have no milk/bread/salad and I haven't got enough for a new order yet, and I am very tempted just to have ham salad for tea tonight.