Sunday 13th December 2020
East Meon and an awkwardly eaten since of cheddar and potato pie on the heath for lunch, then a fire in the back garden later one which I partly used to cook a Sunday roast of sorts.
London December 2020
The pie I bought on a bit of a whim from the farmer's market at Hampstead Heath.
Bit glum today.
I realised the closest thing I had to any form of eating implement were my wine prongs.
....which I then attempted to use as an improvised knife to cut a slice of pie. I can't really recommend this.
East Meon 2014.
I had brought a little tripod with me so tried some slightly different pictures of me with a bottle of wine.
The East Meon in the glass. This is lovely stuff, and the 2014 is a bargain.
The view from the barrow.
It was a bit cold so I put on this snood I had with me.
Then it started to rain a bit as well.
Leaving the barrow.
Some lichen or whatever it is on a branch.
The barrow again.
Very muddy atop Parliament Hill.
College Lane on the way home.
I decided to have another go at starting a fire, having not had much success previously with the smokeless coals - I think it needs more kindling.
Seemed to work better this time.
Crisping up the roast potatoes a bit.
Really nice glow now.
Not sure what I'm boiling the water for here - perhaps just a cup of tea?