I described dinner to Ro – lamb, pot-roasted on a bed of tomato, onion, carrot and aubergine, roast potatoes, roast parsnips, cauliflower and his face brightened. “You’ll miss us when you’re gone” I said, “tee hee”. He’s a good cook, I know from his photos of the meals he cooked at university, but he’s never cooked a meal for us in the four years he’s been home again, I don’t think. He helps me occasionally and, when I was away once and Dilly suggested everyone took it in turns to cook for everyone else, he co-ordinated the arrangements, which apparently let him off the hook.
I didn’t go to the street market as I was looking after the children in the afternoon. The weather was windy and showery – bright sunshine interspersed with brief downpours of rain. Al was very busy apparently. Dilly was too – it’s Maths GCSE time tomorrow and some last minute tutoring, frankly, is probably too late, so she spent her time consolidating things that were (or should be) known and raising confidence rather than trying to teach anything extra.
The weather forecast for tomorrow and Wednesday is sunny intervals – fine, but it all depends what comes in between. I suppose, unless Dave has a better guess now than I do, we’ll have to wait for the morning and see how it looks. I’ve only got two spare mornings this coming week, and if it rains I can’t put off my other engagements. Dave and I are both keen to get on, so we’ll be disappointed if it does rain.
We also have to write up the catalogue for our next sale this week. Weeza is coming over again to help with this. She was here on Friday for the same purpose, but ended up looking after me as I languished on the sofa recovering from the vapours.