After I got up this morning, there was a WhatsApp message from Veronica containing photos of Monet's amazing gardens at Giverny, south of Rouen in France which he often painted. Their travel plan took them there before taking the car ferry from Le Havre eighty miles further on for the crossing to Southampton. I hope their travel has spared them the strange weather we've been having lately, with the sun shining through clouds one minute and torrential rain showers the next.
When I was walking to Beanfreaks for a few health food items, it suddenly poured down and I had to fight strong gusts of wind for control of my umbrella while the sun shone brightly overhead. Then, for a change I read half a dozen pages of my Gabriel Garcia Marquez novel before cooking lunch with veggie sausages for Clare, boil-in-the-bag kippers for me and an assortment of different coloured carrots and potatoes.
After lunch and a short snooze, I started preparing another Morning Prayer. I decided to let my Honor laptop update itself, as I haven't done so since buying the Dell last month. It took over an hour which surprised me. Then went out for a circuit of Llandaff Fields and down to Blackweir Bridge. By this time the strong winds and rain clouds had been driven over the border into England, so I was spared another soaking. While I was out Clare used the large lettuce from this week's veg bag to make soup, something we've not done before. It was surprisingly tasty with a much darker green colour than the lettuce itself. I just hope she's not overdoing it, by standing long enough to make the soup. I know how tiring I find standing at the stove cooking after preparing veg and laying the table, and I'm pretty fit.
After supper I watched an episode and a half of 'Karen Pirie', full of surprises that completely change the expected outcome. And then, bed.
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