Warm, blustery and mostly sunny here chez Casa Reynard.
Slept well, though it took me aaaaages to get to sleep. Have done some writing this morning, and baked a bread for a friend's birthday. I've just pulled that out of the oven. I might mention the window on the landing is open, so the aroma of freshly-baked bread is wafting down the road. Evil? Me?
Meeting my friend later for a walk and to give her the bread and the cheese I've also bought her as a pressie. She actually prefers a loaf of my bread to a birthday cake, so who am I to argue?
Anyways, it is time for luncheon.