UP AT 6am to get the dough for my weekend rolls made…then back to bed for an hour before I get up again and make coffee.
I have a young guitar student coming – by herself this time as her wee brother has a birthday party…the lesson goes better as she is attentive and keen. Her wee brother has, let’s say, a shorter attention span and can be a bit of a distraction during the normal ‘two at once’ lessons.
We go along to the village hall for a fundraising community lunch. Having only just had breakfast we stick to coffee and hang out for a while chatting with folks. Margaret has to go to the village for some stuff and I walk back, picking a load of wild garlic along the way.
Back home I do some test engraving on wood offcuts from the audiopoint sign then wash and sort the wild garlic before making some wild garlic purée which I’ll use in pasta dough.
We wander down to our pal Sara’s at the boatyard for dinner where Betty joins us and we have another grand evening.
