weekendings

Weekends are flying buy...weeks too. It's hard to keep up. 


Last weekend was H's birthday. It was on Sunday, St. Swithun's day and thankfully it didn't rain...so hopefully we won't have a deluge for the next forty days. A picnic was requested so I spent Saturday preparing. I baked sausage rolls and prawns in filo pastry.  Asparagus wrapped in Serrano Ham and baby sandwiches of egg mayonnaise with cress, and smoked salmon with cream cheese. Made cous-cous salad with roasted vegetables and a big batch of houmous to eat with celery sticks. Prepared a good cheese board and made a jelly from grape and peach juice with a little vodka, and coffee cupcakes with thick coffee butter icing, strawberries and cream. We packed up the boot of the car and drove down to her house on Sunday and ate lunch with H and friends, and drank weak French beer from little glass bottles. In the evening H went with friends to a trial run of five course meal and exhibition at a pop-up restaurant organised by artist friend for the Olympic Games.  A and I met up with our good ones for Chinese meal before driving home to Oxford late Sunday night.


This weekend Summer returned. We did lots of gardening and lots of sorting out. I had a major revolution in my little study. We bought paint for it from Orinoco .  'A' made spinach and courgette pizza from the little pots in the garden and I made two rich fruit cakes with dates and nuts and honey rum liqueur to take to Sussex. One for us, and one to leave for my sister as a thank you for letting us have a holiday in her lovely big house with a chiming clock and a log fire whilst she's away with her family on holiday too.


I'm linking over to Amanda's The Habit of Being for weekending...


I hope that you had a good weekend too...