It's been blustery and scorchio here chez Casa Reynard today.
Slept well, then sorted out some chores and fed my tomato plants before tootling off to Tesco for the Sunday afternoon lurk. Quite a lot of folks in skimpy clothes in there, sporting the "lobster" look. That's going to be painful...
Luck was middling, as green bins, bread / bakery and the fruit & veg were a total bust. I only got markdowns in the chilled section. Basically, a LOT of stuff went out the back, but most of it didn't come back. Still, I didn't do too badly.
Picked up two packs of prawns, a pack of two wagyu burgers, a pack with four "finest" quarter pounders, a tray of beef mince and, Mr Punch's favourite, two dozen Newmarket sausages. Hope there's not a crocodile in the vicinity...
When I got back, I sat in the shade in the garden with a

and a good book.
Homemade veggie pizza for supper, and the last of the plum crumble.
Just plan on having a nice, quiet evening.