Another week, another mixed bag of good and bad days. There was quite a bit of aggro and stress, and I'm glad to wave Good bye to this week.
I can hear you groaning "Not another Gregg's sausage photo, please". Sorry. I've picked it as a Sunday photo because there is also Sasha seen in the corner. We popped into Gregg's, got the sausage roll, but they didn't have any seats available, so we went next door to Costa, where I got a latte and a drink for Eddie. Sasha was in Costa too, with his father, enjoying a slice of lemon cake with a Pepsi.
On Monday Sash had an overnight stay at a residential place. He goes there twice a month, and we tend to go out for dinner about once a month with Eddie, to give him a full one-to-one (or two-to-one) attention. He has chosen to go to Pizza Express. I like their pizza, and also had a 2 for 1 mains voucher, which made it even better. As we walked home past Witney Mill after dinner, the sky was bright pink and beautiful.
On Tuesday I treated myself to two new paperbacks in Waterstone's. I've read very good reviews of The Silent Companions, and just had to buy it. I stopped by in the vintage shop and took the photo of the book among their glassware display.
This year we had an abundance of red tulips, but only one purple tulip has survived from the year before. Last spring I had quite a few of those dark beauties.
On Thursday morning while waiting for a friend, I admired a new window display at Waterstone's for The house with chicken legs, which is a YA book, based on the Russian fold tales. It was a sunny morning, and I couldn't find a spot without reflections of the street.
Running to pick up Sasha from school on Friday, I snapped those dog statues. I wouldn't want them by my house, but like how solemn they look, guarding the entrance.
Today is pretty hot, and I was pottering in the garden, mainly weeding. Eddie was playing in the summerhouse. I also watered the tomatoes in the greenhouses. These are three of the tomato plants I bought last week.