Yesterday was, at the Birthday Boy's request, a picnic, on a steam train, in the wilds of Snowdonia. This was to be followed in the evening by a BBQ (again at his request) in the garden and I was to cook a large half leg of mutton. (THW was making her own veggie arrangements) As we got back from the rail trip far later than his planning had allowed and since both Minor and Minimus were curled up asleep in the back of the LandRover it was decided that I should BBQ last night's intended dinner for lunch today. It is pissio here so the BBQ is happening in the kitchen. Thank the Lord for a fan oven and a George Foreman Grill. Leg o Mutton is cooking slowly in the oven and will be transferred to the Foreman thingy over a handfull of oak chippings for its final half hour.
Then tomorrow and Sunday we will be attending the local Airshow so more picnic food or KFC I suppose..............Most look out my RAF socks and Veteran's Badge.
