1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the mizzling clouds, but we had got up at 4am and were there observing the moment it came up, and that's what counts. 2. Food at The Junction Inn , Groombridge. All four lunchclub members were impressed by the quality -- although the portions were rather small. I had smoked eel with beetroot cream (Oli says that sounds like witch food, but it was delicious, and didn't taste of beetroot at all); Ed and Doug had wild mushroom risotto; and Johnny P got his face round a huge homemade burger. It had chips with it that were very good too -- I know this because I stole some. 3. Taking The Mother's homemade cakes to work. There were three -- one chocolate, one coffee and walnut and one lemon with homemade jam in the middle. There was a lot of stickiness in the office for most of the afternoon.
Lovely and very descriptive. Number 3 in particular got me thinking/imagining which is always a good thing. :-)
ReplyDelete"No more secrets"? Profound.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, I stopped by to let you know I was awarding you the Inspirational Blogger Award. I'm writing the post, just now, so maybe drop by sometime tomorrow, or afterwards, to pick it up?
Matt
Does #3 mean what one might think it means?
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Sprite -- to quote Pinky and the Brain... "Wuh, I think so, Brain, but if we didn't have ears, we'd look like weasels."
ReplyDeleteWell, if so, congratulations!
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