The slow cooker is plopping
away once more. This time it’s some lamb. It seems strange to me to just put
food in before I even get as far as a morning cup of tea in order to have a
satisfying meal come the early evening. The slow cooker is mainly used by the Fox. He
loves it. His other passion is the wok.
Using the slow cooker means
I’ve now got plenty of time to do other things. There’s seems even more time as
I’m serving rice with the meal so there’s not even some spuds to peel. The
accompanying veg is going to be fried mushrooms, again requiring nothing to do
by way of preparation.
It’s another beautiful
frosty morning, even more so than yesterday. We were disappointed when we went
to the golf club. By then the tide had turned, & with that the weather had
changed. It had become overcast, even a few drops of rain. It was impossible to
see across the Bay, let alone admire the snow-laden fells. By the time we were
leaving the weather had improved a bit, giving a pretty pink underside to the
clouds.
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