In other news … it’s been a quiet day in Lake Wo… no, it’s been a quiet day at the Zedery. The Sage and I have only seen each other in passing all week, although we spent yesterday evening together as it happened, but only because six people came for supper. It’s a church thing I’m afraid, other ‘home groups’ discuss things or read the Bible, we eat and drink. I cooked the pork dish that some of you might remember from the blog party – a sort of sub-goulash – and other guests brought wine and puddings. If I hadn’t bought broad beans and peas from Tim and decided to cook pommes boulangère, all would have been easy, but as it was the Sage and I were frantically podding up to ten minutes before the guests arrived.
Anyway, today I was all ready and waiting to catch up on topical matters with my husband, but sadly he was out most of the day. He didn’t really have a lot to do, but he’s the sociable member of the family. And at dinner time (fish pie) I went into the dining room to lay the table and found an open case with knives and forks in it. I enquired. He owned to having bought them today. I looked – and I approved, darlings, I had no choice. They are lovely, little dessert knives and forks dated 1807, we don’t need them in the least and if I’d seen them I’d have looked, admired and passed on, but the Sage is a buyer and that’s all there is to it. I have to be glad that he told me straight away – if he’d thought I wouldn’t like them, he’d probably have squirrelled them away for a few weeks.