It's been a lovely warm and sunny day here chez Casa Reynard.
Slept well and had a lie in. Just as well, as I had a moment of insight relating to the next chapter of my novel while I was in the bath last night, and so I then spent some time putting those thoughts into words so that I wouldn't forget. Which reminds, must get to The Works at some point and buy a new hardback notebook.
Had a lazy morning. OK, did a load of laundry. Then listened to the F1 "as live" on BBC Sounds while eating my traditional "motorsport on tv / radio) luncheon of a cheese toastie - this one with cooked chicken, thinly sliced onion, sweetcorn and BBQ sauce added.
That actually took up a good chunk of the early afternoon as well. After, I put on some proper clobber and popped round to a friend to drop off some of the Mexican-style chicken that I cooked. I hope she'll enjoy that, she said how lovely the soup and quiche were that I gave her the other day. She's been stupid-sh*t busy of late, and if I can make her life a bit easier, then why not.
While I was there, I had kitty cuddles and doggy cuddles, and treats were dispensed from the handbag.
Had a quiet evening listening to the Manchester derby on the radio.
Just had a lovely (and slightly random) supper of the last of the lettuce & nettle soup, a jacket potato topped with the Mexican chicken, cheese & soured cream, plus some freshly-made onion bhajis* on the side.
* I had some batter left over from yesterday, and it was too much and too nice to want to bin. And the onions needed using anyway, so a win-win here as I adore onion bhajis.
