A delightful family lunch out today – Al was working and Dilly and the children had other things to do, but the other 6 of us went to a pub not far from Weeza’s house – attached to a brewery, it has good food and drink and is popular. Very enjoyable – the Sage and I have been thinking it’s Sunday evening as we feel far too relaxed for a Saturday.
Mind you, i came home and spent a long time mowing the lawn, because the weeds from the area around the original lawn, now being mown into submission, had grown quicker than the grass and were tall and getting tough.
Ro remembered this evening (we dropped him off at his lodgings in Norwich) that he hadn’t taken his cakes back with him. I’ve wrapped them individually (I kept one back for the Sage) and have put them in the freezer for next time we see him. He didn’t realise iced cakes could be frozen and was most pleased. I think the little sugar flowers may go soft but it won’t matter.
I haven’t looked at the music for tomorrow and I haven’t picked up my clarinet for at least a couple of months. Indeed yes, I should practise. Odds are I won’t and will just wing it tomorrow morning. After all, what’s to go wrong? It’ll help if I know the songs of course, maybe I should check that. And look at the music to see if I can transpose at sight or will have to write it out. Oh dear. Suddenly I feel less relaxed.