Noodles with Sian
I got up and went down the road to buy a sliced chewy brown (20p more than the unsliced). A slow morning, as a consequence of going to bed ridiculously late. I brought us breakfast in bed, and then we only got up around midday. Then a bout of tidying up things gradually reclaiming our house, as the rain fell intermittently and gales blew.
Sian came around and we had a lovely afternoon just hanging out. She brought us a heart she had bought in at Moulin Huet pottery, with Don't fret you're at Moulin Huet on it, which of course was lovely. She'd been visiting her sister Lin before she returns back to Blighty to live. Lorraine and Sian did some cooking together, of a recipe from the Guardian, vegan clay pot noodles, with smoked tofu, which beetroot and walnuts and coriander, and rather delicious to boot.
We drove Sian off to the station, and then collapsed onto the gold sofa, and happily vegged out, watching a couple of episodes of GLOW, which was great, and the end of an entertaining Welsh murdery series called Hidden, which culminated in a stabbing and the murderer throwing himself off a bridge. Bleak it was boyo. Early to bed.
Sian came around and we had a lovely afternoon just hanging out. She brought us a heart she had bought in at Moulin Huet pottery, with Don't fret you're at Moulin Huet on it, which of course was lovely. She'd been visiting her sister Lin before she returns back to Blighty to live. Lorraine and Sian did some cooking together, of a recipe from the Guardian, vegan clay pot noodles, with smoked tofu, which beetroot and walnuts and coriander, and rather delicious to boot.
We drove Sian off to the station, and then collapsed onto the gold sofa, and happily vegged out, watching a couple of episodes of GLOW, which was great, and the end of an entertaining Welsh murdery series called Hidden, which culminated in a stabbing and the murderer throwing himself off a bridge. Bleak it was boyo. Early to bed.
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