Then should have been physio in the evening but she rang to change to Thursday evening, so I took some photos of garden flowers in the evening sunlight.
I sat in the garden in the evening sun reading a Sandi Toksvig book "Flying Under Bridges", which is a quite funny easy read.
On my way there I spotted a tiny bunny at the side of the road who waited for me to take a photo and I had a heavily loaded tractor and trailer in front of me for some of the way too.
Daisy and Purrdy had disappeared for forty-eight hours and I was beginning to wonder whether they would ever come home when they both appeared in the early evening. Thank goodness for that - there is now an uneasy peace, frequently broken, between Harry and the two girls - I feel like Kofi Anna and the Syrian situation.
Thursday was bowls training all day, but I went AWOL at lunchtime to join two friends for lunch at La Vallée in St Gilles du Marché, which had really pretty flowers all over the facade. We had a good lunch for the princely sum of €10.50 each for four courses including wine, water and coffee.
I can't bare stringy beans and Lakeland do this wonderful little gadget which strings and slices the runner beans,which just need cutting into shorter lengths before a brief boil in salted water.