As a distraction, I decided to take the wife out for the day. So off to North Weald market, which is a local market and very popular. Took an hour to get in the car park!
But then we spent a joyful hour or so perusing market tat! I somehow managed to resist the very cut-price designer wear and fragrances, and we only bought some plants, which my good lady is very pleased with. 
Stopped at a pub I used to use many years ago for some lunch and wished I hadn't. I opted, as usual, for fish n chips and got an overcooked, greyish looking fish of no determinable origin, and even the staff didn't know what it was either!
Still, the smattering of chips was welcomed, certainly more so than the little hard green vegetable balls which I assume started life as garden peas. Ho hum.Funnily enough, it was still a nice day out though. We meandered around the countryside, taking the long way home and avoiding the M11/25. Now we have people popping over to see how my wife is coping and no doubt inadvertently upsetting her again. The irony of well-wishing and concern is not lost on me.
Humans huh! 
. Where you off to?
. So when Hippolyte saw blackcherry jam, he bought some for me 
