First thing this morning we get a knock at the door. Look who's here? It's Vincent D with a basket of ceps (above) that he picked yesterday. He told us that he slept until 11.00 the other morning because he was exhausted and the ceps are his way of saying sorry. Isn't he a nice man. Guess who had ceps on toast for breakfast this morning? (And for the next few weeks by the look of it - Ed.)
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The ground is very soft at the moment so we went out to plant some climbers on the main terrace this morning. I suspect that in a moment of boredom Minnie will be digging them up but we shall see. Whilst it was overcast today it was very warm, with rain forecast, so I plonked myself in front of the television and watched Man U v Liverpool this afternoon.
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Gill, and her father Terry (our next door but one neighbours) arrived this morning for a couple of days and Jan invited them for dinner. Despite having to be at Liverpool airport at 04.00, they were in good shape when we sat down at 20.00 for dinner. However they faded fast as the night wore on. Jan's English Sunday roast did hit the spot.
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Yumy yumy !
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