It's been a mild and very blustery day here chez Casa Reynard, with the occasional bout of sideways rain.
Was up early to sort out my friend's share of the turkey and stock before meeting up with her for a walk with the dogs around the village playing fields. She was well chuffed, so I'm a happy camper. When I got home, I strained all the bones out of the stock and picked the remaining meat off. There is enough to make a nice pie.
Had a lovely luncheon of toast, the remaining of the herrings in cream sauce (it's the Listner-branded ones in to little oval tub that you'll find in the Polish chilled stuff in supermarkets), a tangerine, a pear and two
Then off into town to post my mate's birthday present and a couple of bits for the parental. Dropped into Peacocks for another furkle, and there was ONE onesie in my size, lurking on the sale rail, but with no tags and a plain hanger. Anyways, I snapped it up and got it for the sale price of £12. Success there. Less so in Waitrose. Loads of Min Spies and Xmas biskits on clearance, but really, I don't need either, so didn't bite. What I *did* want were cranberries, but there were none to be had. That's unusual. Ah well, hey ho. Got caught out in a bout of sideways rain while walking back to the car, and my *rse and legs got soaked.
Came home to an e-mail from the Belgian Bureaucrats saying thank you, all sorted. It's only taken three months...
Cat has been fed (fresh tuna I picked up on YS on Xmas Eve) and soon it will be time to feed me. I kept back the turkey liver from the pack with the giblets, and it's about to hit the frying pan along with onions and bacon. It's so big, it'll feed both of us.