Why...

when it is 25 degrees, with not a cloud in the sky, and the garden is full of bees, birds (and attendant cats), are we on the 18.15 to London, this evening? Something is not right....

Oh, well. Back home again on Sunday evening....so, I suppose it isn't that much of a hardship.

Tonight's dinner:

Scrambled Eggs with Smoked Salmon

Pork Chops, with balsamic sauce.

Crepes Suzettes