The House of Three Milks visited the Pallant Gallery yesterday. And I (goat's milk) fell in love with an exhibition of embroidered pictures by James Gladwell.
I even signed the book to say how much I liked them - a first for me. My favourites were a mother peacock with her chicks, and a puffball.
Bea (soya milk) treated us to lunch in the Coffee Bar - a delicious lunch too. It was scampi and chips for her, Catch of the Day on Bruschetta for the Captain ("real milk"), and a salad of halloumi, rocket, orange, roast beetroot, with a raita dressing for me. I am going to try and re-create it if I can, it was so good.
Today I shopped - for Jacks too, as she is still not well... made us lunch, which was only cheese sandwiches, and then Jean and I visited Maggie, who gave us the usual warm welcome.
We had baked potato with salad this evening and all feel rather tired.
The Captain spent the afternoon at a local meadow where an exotic snake has been seen. There were some wardens out looking for it too. It needs a rescue! He found no snake, but saw loads of butterflies and moths, so he is happy. We are now watching Aliens.
Bea and I had a lot of laughs today thinking about old times - especially with Grandad and Delia,, who really should have been given a comedy series of their own. How long they have all been gone.