Yummmmm

That was a weekend of some really rather remarkable food.  And quite a lot of wine, now that I come to think about it.

We ambled off down to Warminster on Saturday afternoon for afternoon tea with Barb and to admire her really lovely courtyard garden.  We had scones and jam and cream and white wine and admired the garden (but were driven in by a really rather ferocious looking black cloud) and played with Polly the kitty and generally had a good time.

Barb's courtyard looking verdant and pretty

Then we relocated to The Swan in Stoford, where we had lovely food and more wine and slept in an ever-so-comfortable bed and woke early and watched the swans on the river and made a good breakfast and spoke to Stella and Tony on Skype and slid slowly and gently into Sunday

This was a really lovely avocado salad, everything was fresh and light

So we drove through the lovely rain into Salisbury and visited Waitrose and pottered slowly on to Nunton where we collected Gwen and drove on out to Braishfield for lunch in The Wheatsheaf, where we had more lovely food and more wine and a jolly good time.  The rain did not inconvenience us at all.  The Wheatsheaf has a roof!!

Ginger and elderflower jelly with summer berries; perfect for Sunday dessert

And then we took Gwen home and came on home ourselves - and drank more wine and The Builder watched the Grand Prix and I messed about on my laptop.

So it was a lovely peaceful weekend in which not very much happened

Except that Then Builder nearly had us on washing up duty at The Swan when it came time for us to pay so we could leave.  Persistently and wantonly he kept putting the wrong PIN for his card into the card reader, so that his card was blocked!  Fortunately, I had my wallet with me.  Somewhere.  In one of these bags.  Rummage, rummage, rummage.  Just as well that I found it.  I think that doing the dishes at The Swan might be a rather time consuming means of payment, especially on a Sunday!

And we were much too early in Salisbury for collecting Gwen so had to go for a drive around and were sucked into B&Q and oh-so-nearly bought a rotary washing line (until I remembered that B&Q quality is such that you might just as well take your pound coins and throw them in The Avon) and a hanging basket basket - until we realised that it had been put in the £4 shelf by mistake and was really nearer to £12.  Not spending £12 on a basket to hang outside!!

We were a bit worried when we went down for dinner on Saturday evening at The Swan, for the place was nearly empty.  Fortunately, by an hour later it wasn't empty at all.  And no such worries at The Wheatsheaf on Sunday. The place was already quite busy when we got there and was very nearly full to capacity when we left. This is all good. While I, of course, wish there always to be room for me, I also want both places to be Very Busy Indeed

It's Tabitha's birthday today.  She's positively ancient.  And it's Cally's quarter birthday tomorrow.  She's getting quite ancient too, now

Just as well Ian didn't see this - might have been difficult to steal it! But he definitely ought to have one