All good things must come to an end.
Jools was working all day, so she left just before seven, I set up the office, logged on and found I had no (zero) urgent tasks.

Outside it was a wet morning, but the rain was due to clear soon, which it did, allowing me to go out to snap fresh flowers showing in the garden.
I spent the day stretching and folding focaccia dough, sounds a bit over the top but when the loaf came out as well as it did, it was worth it. As it is, just two or three minutes every half an hour.


Soon we will be off to Ireland for more orchid chasing, and my UK (and Ireland) orchid adventures will come to an end, unless a new species is found in the years to come.
So, at four I put the bread in to cook, added salt and pepper with rosemary to the top, along with yet more olive oil.
It was glorious.
We ate it with Caprese, which I had seasoned well, and washed down with red wine fresh from the box.

And so an evening of listening to football on the wireless and the rain hammering down against the back of the house.
Drip, drip, drop little April showers......
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