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Last night we had a delightful meal with Nicoline. She made pork and it was delicious. The homemade ice cream was pretty special as well. This follows her New Year’s resolution not to bring outside ice cream into the house. A damn fine resolution, if you ask me.
We discussed a wide variety of things, from hitchhiking to over designed theatre events for babies. It was, all in all, an excellent night. Mind you, poor Selma may not have agreed. She was almost molested by our two at one stage, which caused a mad rush to close doors, retrieve the dogs and confine them to their lead. Selma, by the way, is a cat.
As we left, we realised it had snowed during our visit.
Our drive was a crunchy expanse of white.
The temperature has been steadily dropping over the last few days, and the predicted snow finally fell. It made for a jolly scene this morning as I made my first coffee of the day.
Mirinda headed off to uni while I worked on financial admin and washing. It was all rather mundane but essential.
For dinner, I made pork, which was an unwitting option given I tend to plan meals two days in advance and I had no idea what Nicoline was preparing for us last night. Not that I served the same recipe. And there was no homemade ice cream. Sadly.
Mind you, this looks a bit like vanilla ice cream…
Mind you, most of it was gone by the end of the day.
