It's been a mostly dry, mostly grey and mostly mild kind of day here chez Casa Reynard.
Slept well. Put a load of laundry in, and then met up with a friend for a walk with the dogs. Lots of standing water, and very squelchy underfoot. I need to clean the driver's footwell in the car as a result, as I've smeared mud over the sill and on the carpets. Whoops! Went home the long way round; I stopped off at Tesco to put some fuel in the car and dropped in at Aldi for some bananas and some peppermint tea. Loads of chocolate santas in their clearance, but didn't bite as I find Aldi's milk chocolate far too sweet.
Petrol station at Tesco will be closed for five weeks from the 14th. That's an arse, as I've a couple of long hauls towards the end of the month - a judging engagement and a trip down to Alresford to visit Paul's grave on his birthday. OK, plenty of other petrol stations around the area, and all charging the same per litre, but will lose out on the clubcard points. So what I did was instead of chucking in my customary £20 for local pootling, I put in double, which means that I'll have enough in the car for the first of the two trips.
Had a lovely luncheon of a chunk of Melton Mowbray pork pie, a rye flatbread thing wrapped around some roast pork, a nectarine, a tangerine and a pear, and the obligatory two
Afternoon was spent reorganizing the fridges and freezer, knocking the ice out of the utility room fridge (there's one corner where it always ices up), and removing all my purchased fruit & veg out of its packaging and into cardboard trays. Found some dinged apples and tangerines. The tangerines are ated, and the apples are in the fruit bowl. I did have to wang a handful of tangerines as they'd gone mouldy. OK, didn't pay much for them, but I hate throwing stuff away. It's one of the perils of buying YS fruit, as it gets knocked around in the cabinet, and if you don't spot a bruised fruit, it quickly goes down the road of developing language skills.
Managed to get two gammons and all the sausages into the freezer. There's still a bit of space in there. If only some shapes weren't so awkward, I'd be able to shoehorn the third gammon in. Ah well, hey ho. It doesn't matter, as I plan on cooking soon anyway. It's cured, smoked and vacuum sealed, so will keep a while in the top of the utility room fridge.
Had a supper of soup, party canapes and fruit. The party canapes were disappointing. OK, I only paid 50p a tray instead of a fiver, so not *too* put out, but generally the chicken and prawn ones tend to be better. Sadly, they were nowhere near as good as the samosas I had previous week. The gyozas were tasteless and needed soy and pickled ginger to help them along. The rice-pastry wrapped Thai prawn things were so-so. The green curry ones were lacking in flavour and heat. The red curry ones were not bad. But given they were all from the "finest" range, these were definitely not Tesco's "finest hour"
Anyways, I'm going to have a
and a smackerel of something in a bit, as I'm still really peckish...
Certainly not a car you every day around here. In fact, I don't think I ever seen one in real life before.