My bed kept calling me back to itself today,
twice it did so,
and twice I answered its call.
Anyway, it was a lot warmer in bed,
what with the electric blanket being switched on,
so I was roasty and toasty and snug.
But on the whole it was day of not a lot happening,
except that we had a family pow wow about the kitchen units,
with Himself deciding that he was going to make them himself,
then deciding he wasn't going to,
then deciding he was.
So nothing much happened today,
even lunch was recycled five day old soup.
First day: carrot, stock cubes, DIY cream, sweetcorn, and celery.
Second day: to the leftovers of the previous day was added a tin of tomatoes, some DIY lardons,
more stock cubes, and the rest of the sweetcorn.
Third day: to the leftovers was added the remainder lunch, which was potatoes cooked in farm milk, added to which was lots of garlic, the remainder of a Heinz tomato ketchup bottle and a jar of DIY tomato soup.
Fourth day: remainder added to DIY pork meatloaf (from the freezer), together with a slice of DIY pig's head rillard (also from freezer) to form a rather tasty mush, which was added to rice.
Fifth day: remainder fried up again, eggs added to make egg fried rice and leftover soupy pork mush.
It was very yummy.
The soup is now all gone,
and I miss having the pot of soup on the go,
carrying it forward from one day to the next.
It made a fast lunch,
and I could slide all manner of things from the pantry into it.
Tomorrow I shall start another one off,
and I must also rescue the slab of belly of pork which has been soaking in brine all week.
And now the trees are dropping their leaves
we can see the snow capped Pyrenees mountains in the distance:
Saying bye for now,