Dinner at Andrew’s
Andrew occasionally works from home, and when he does we sometimes dine with him, as opposed to the usual weekday practice of him joining us for dinner. Tonight was such an occasion. With the warm weather, his windows wide open, and 80s metal blasting from the stereo, he commented that it felt like a proper summer evening.
A few weeks ago Andrew and I tried to take Beth to the playpark at the Allanhill strawberry farm, just up Grange Road. Unfortunately it wasn’t open. But now the season has begun, and Kate and Beth went and had a play after school, and bought strawbs for pud. Mmm.