Added to the haul were some of our eggs (and a few sausages for Lovely Hubby, my carnivore caveman).......yummy!!
Then I stopped to think, I am truly getting carried away with this photographing everything lark.....
The only way I can have pretty flowers is to put them in a pot sitting in the top of my old chimney. Dad was laughing as I added plant after plant to my trolley in the garden centre, but I managed to fit all but one in and it looks lovely, for now anyway, it might get a bit crowded looking when the Poached Egg Plants are a bit bigger. I just hope the Welsummers don't see them (they have been known to jump and peck.......little b*****s that they are!