To prepare us properly for the day ahead, the day I call “that day” we both had our nails done by the Elf’s friend Charlotte. In order to make a of it party and because it is as also lunchtime, we had home made pate and toast, washed down with Bailey’s. A most pleasant way of having Sunday lunch as well as squeezing in a roast chicken dinner later with a rather lovely black currant and chocolate meringue to follow. A pretty quiet day all round but we still felt exhausted by the end of it.
Groovy Word of the Day: torpor