The best nut roast in the land

Sunday morning poor G was all down... was he cut out in garden design? (answer: yes) what does he *really* know about the retail gardening market? (answer: not much...) would he make a good garden design lecturer? (answer: yes! what a great idea!) so we spent most of the morning drinking tea in bed (the kids were at Scotts) and discussing many things... exciting things... dreams of our own land, poly tunnels, camping, photography, making jam, you know the sorta thing.

So after all that we found ourselves racing a little to get ourselves ready for Matt & Clare. We walked the dog to the farmers market and bought a couple of nice jasmine plants. 1 for me, 1 for Clare. We were assured we didn't need to bring anything, but I hate turning up empty handed and there wasn't enough time (or indeed, skill) to bake a nice cake.

We got there (sans dog) at 1 ish and were treated to THE BEST nut roast EVER. Matt had lovingly crafted it with his own fair hands and there was a layer of creamy cheesy roased pepper goodness in the middle. I thought it would be weird to start photographing it, so you'll just have to imagine it...

It was D.I.V.I.N.E. All washed down with some lovely fermented grape juice (the chardonnay flavour).

Then we went for a walk up Maiden Castle to laugh at sheep.

So, a lushious roast and a walk. How typically Sunday. Love it.