We’ve had quite a lot of rain since Nonna and Assunta arrived, and a couple of quite cool days. Not like last year when we were eating outside most evenings.
Saturday, we planned to go to the butcher in Fulbourne but when I went to unlock the car… Oops: dead. Again, the glowplug switch had somehow got turned on. Enough: I cut it off. While charging it, it started to hammer down with rain. I tried to start the car too soon, wasted the charge and we failed to get it ready in time to go to the butcher. So we had lunch and then Isa went off with the nonne in the now-adequately-charged car to do a spot of shopping (town crowded; they ended up in the Beehive) while I stayed at home with the girls, playing games and starting the chicken (potato) pie.
Sunday was a great day. Off for a swim in the morning, causing great excitement in the girls. Back home and Neve to bed (after toast and honey for both, much needed by a cranky Neve) while Lola and I popped off to TK Max to change the nifty new shoes Isa had got me for a larger pair and then to Asda for a couple of essentials.
Home and a quick bit of gardening (elsewhere mentioned) before heading out to Town for lunch. We don’t all fit in the car so we decided to get a taxi. As it arrived, it started to piss down; luckily, it was slowing by the time we got there and stopped soon after.
Bill’s was our target. We had to wait 40 minutes for a table, so we wandered round a few shops and I watched the tourists while the women browsed clothes.
We ate very well at Bill’s, though the chilli in the squash risotto took Assunta by surprise and my beefburger was far from rare. It was lovely to treat Lola and Neve; they had fishcake and chips and shared a strawberry pavlova for pud.
[that’s enough dull rambling. Ed]