London, United Kingdom
I did so little today that it barely warrants an entry other than to say that Vic and I had a lovely afternoon tea in the garden. I didn’t mention the garden before which was quite remiss of me because it is beautiful thanks to Vic’s increasingly green thumbs – she refuses to see a doctor about it, but I suspect this is why Pete does the cooking.
Speaking of Pete’s cooking, tonight he whipped up a stirfry that was the best I can remember having … ever! He did share the secret of his perfect rice but apparently you need his fingers to do the correct measurements and he just won’t part with them – I don’t see why not – even if Vic’s thumbs fall off, they’ll still have one good set between them! Selfish!