Bill went fishing and came back with three beautiful looking fish. Did you notice that I didn’t say that Bill caught three fish? Apparently he put on the fly that enticed one of the fish but then changed rods. But no matter. He came back with three fish.
With the fish, we shall eat asparagus if I can find enough to cut. The spears have been lurking for the past week with the tips just showing above the ground, waiting for a little warmth and sunshine so that they can break free and soar upwards.
I shall put some jack-by-the-hedge into the salad because that garlicky taste will taste good with the fish.
For pudding – jelly. Beautiful, translucent, wobbly rhubarb jelly. Just a mouthful of sweetness to end the meal.
No dragons. No knights in spurs. Bad show I say.