Souppppp?

Cookery tip of the day: when reheating soup, put the soup in the pan, then the pan on the hob.

Do NOT put the pan on the hob 'to warm up' while faddling about finding the soup and opening the packet, then get distracted by Az asking for tripe sticks and wander back with the soup some time later .  If you do that, the soup you pour into the pan vaporises instantly, leaving a cloud of carrot-flavoured steam and a thick brown burnt layer inside the saucepan...

You can still eat the remaining soup, you'll be pleased to hear, but I think the saucepan may have had it.

Without a camera...

Keep seeing things that I can't really photograph, but make very strking images, so I am going to start writing them down. At some point I might even try and paint some ofthem, though I'm terrible at painting people, so maybe not...

1) two fat old grumpy-looking men standing outside the pub in Gunnislake. One black, one white. White one had a fag, black one had a pint. Black one was balding, white one was wearing a faintly amusing faded cotton hat.  Both with huge bellies bulging nobly over their trousers (corduroy for the white one, grey suit trousers for the black one)

2) Very beautiful older blond woman in a long cream-coloured trenchcoat and a very elegant rainhat, with a little fat black Staffordshire bull terrier on a lead.  They had taken shelter from a sudden downpour, and i saw them through a mist of heavy rain. The little round dog had sat down and made a lovely fat round shape compared with the tall curved shape of the owner.  There was a faint air of woe about them.