I stomped around the house for about an hour this afternoon, irritated because I couldn't find my reading glasses. Jan took pity on me, assumed her bored mother (let's sort the silly child) attitude and helped me look for them. She even put me through a sort of regression therapy (when I discovered that I'd been an Egyptian prince in a previous life) but we still could not find them. After about an hour Jan asked what they looked like? I said, well a lot like the ones you are wearing............ I wouldn't have minded, but we have very different prescriptions. You'd have thought that her blurred vision would have been a bit of a clue!
The Lloyds leave tomorrow so we reciprocated their kindness from Sunday, with dinner. Jan prepared stuffed peppers (one type with tomatoes and anchovies and the other with meat) to start and then roast tenderloin stuffed with prunes, plums on the side and then meringues with either a sweet chestnut sauce, minted strawberry soup or mascarpone. See what I've got to put up with?
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