It's been a cool and grey day here chez Casa Reynard, and it is now raining.
Slept well. Did a load of laundry, and then my day went a bit awry. I had meant to remove another branch off the large mulberry so I can cut the grass under it without putting my eyes out, but while I was in the utility room dealing with the laundry, I noticed that my job lot of cherry tomatoes were in danger of developing language skills.
So I went into kitchen mode instead and turned the whole lot into a big batch of marinara sauce. Glad I spotted that - think I only had to bin some six tomatoes in the one and a half kilos, although a few did need a bit of a trim. Also added the last can of tomatoes from the batch that I bought on YS the other week because they were dented. Also threw in a couple of large red onions, nearly a whole head of garlic, fresh bay leaves and rosemary from the garden and a good glug of EVOO. House smells amazing.
Had a fabby luncheon of cheesy bread, plus pate, a vintage red leicester, some fruit, some smoked nuts and two
Then went out into the garden. Moved the last of the ash trimmings from the lawn onto the path behind the garage so that they can be shoved into the green wheelie bin once the weeds the parental unit has put in it have wilted somewhat, and then filled the car up with more bits of conifer ready for another tip run tomorrow. It started raining just as I was packing up.
Now sat down with a

and the last Portuguese custard tart.