Tuesday.

On Monday Ann drove over to her mother's, stayed over at her brother Tim's, then drove home early this evening. The above is your blogger's Monday evening meal as prepared by himself. It is, perhaps, a fairly typical bloke's meal when left to himself. It consists of cold roast chicken, a bubble and squeak of fried potatoes and red peppers, a dash of Branston pickle- and a book for company (not very civilised !). Prepared much the same meal for Ann when she got back this evening, except I didn't need a book at table. Two handed game of scrabble after dinner. Ann scored a seven letter word early in the game, and it took me the rest of the game to catch up. Got a quick job to do in the workshop now, then it's time for bed. So - Goodnight all.