Time to spare.
It turns out that it’s difficult to spend all of these queenie bank holidays doing nothing, in the bath, in bed, laying about on the sofa, snoozing on Primrose Hill with Marmalade, or wandering the streets with Cornflake in search of a champagne cocktail, or some such.
Actual day to day life needs servicing, cleaning and food preparation for instance. I used some of the extra time available to scrub the shower walls, and if that doesn’t deserve a round of applause, I skinned tomatoes for a tomato sauce.
Tasty but a bit anaemic looking.
I’m all for tinned toms, for colour, taste and time saving reasons. Cornflake likes the real thing, and on occasion, when time allows, I give him what he fancies tomato sauce wise.
I thought my moaning during the skinning process might put him off, but no, he likes fresh tomato sauce enough to put up with it.
Well, we all like what we like when we like it.
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