An interlude with pies

Lorraine and I on our own all day, and Lorraine's arm hurting and she was feeling a bit antsy with the cast and so on. It will force her to rest however. Dawn came by with a bunch of flowers in the evening. Having had a nasty fall off the side of a mountain onto her wrist, she was full of sympathy.

For me it meant helping L on with clothes, and doing all the jobs that require two hands. I rolled pastry, under Lorraine's supervision, and we made a really nice turkey and leek pie and many sausage rolls. A peaceful day, and evening spent on the gold sofa.