There is still a fuel shortage, so we don't go far. In fact we go nowhere in the car.
It is to be a sunny and calm day, and one which after lunch would be full of football.
After coffee and fruit, we put on our boots and go for a walk.
Not much to report or pictures to post from Monday's walk.
We set off at half seven, walked over the field, then down by the farm and up the down to rest at the secret bench.
Then back along Green Lane and down to Collingwood and home.No butterflies seen, but a few Bee Flies, and the usual early spring flowers.
It was getting warm though.
Back home I make bacon butties, and there is so much bacon to cook, there is some left over. As well as a half pan of stock. A plan forms to make a ragu on Tursday, and throw all leftovers in it: pigs in blankets, potatoes, vegetables, shredded chicken and the last pack of mince. I will add spices and we shall dine like (Italian) kings and queens.
We have samosas and bhajis for lunch, which go down very well, and then it was wall to wall football.And with regular coffee breaks.
Some of the 4 (four) matches were good, Sunderland at Plymouth was very poor indeed.
By nine and the Forest v WBA game was approaching half time, I had had enough and switch the tellybox off. Four days gone just like that, but we were relaxed.
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