A Better End to the Day than the Start

I felt dreadful this morning.  Sadly I think that KFC is now to be confined to the same 'AVOID' list as Cod in Batter - there definitely seems to be an issue for me with fried foods.  Not a problem really, I don't eat much and the KFC was only because the weather forced us to grab something quick and take to Mum.  My hernia when it is playing up leaves me feeling like I have motion sickness and the worst hangover in the world and today I thought my face felt like it had been stung by bees.  John left me in bed to catch up on the sleep I had lost overnight for which I was very grateful.

I got up around lunchtime feeling a bit more normal and we decided to go for a walk.  It was a lovely day, so much better than yesterday and we were pleased that Wendy and Bill would have a beautiful last full day to enjoy.  Hopefully they might have squeezed in the walk that they had planned yesterday but which got rained off.  John wanted to go and pick up a ping-pong ball (explanation will follow at a later date) from Liselotte in Arodes so we decided to walk there and back to get some fresh air.

This could be a lovely walk if it were not for the horrible dump (official or unofficial we aren't sure) that you have to negotiate.  Why oh my must people just lob their rubbish onto the verge?  If the dump is official why not, having got this far, take it in further so it walkers, runners, cyclists etc don't have to go around it.

We had not intended to stay long at Liselotte's, she had someone there staining wood so we didn't want to disturb but she insisted on us sitting down and having a drink and it was so lovely in her front garden we didn't refuse.  Her John had gone to Polis so we didn't get to see him.  It's fatal sitting down halfway through a walk particularly when you know that the first part of the return leg is uphill!!!

We took a slightly different route home going through both Pano and Kato Arodes where we passed some workmen clearing the road and one of them ran over to present me with a fresh pomegranate bless him.  It was beginning to get rather warm and both John and I were over dressed so when we got to a fork we took the shorter route and turned off rather than going back via Inea.

I hadn't felt like going shopping so we were having a make do and mend supper.  John took out some of the fillet of beef which we had cut into strips and we had spicy chili beef with carrots, spring onions and peppers on spaghetti as we didn't have any noodles and some Lebanese spiced potatoes with crispy onions.  It was bloomin' lovely but I am now officially Mother Hubbard in the Cupboard stakes.