Peaked too early

 After Friday's slothfulness, I thought I had better get my arse in to gear this morning.

I took the dogs out for a short walk and then headed out to the vegetable garden. 

I appreciate that it is not really the time of year for gardening, but the raspberries really needed pruning. Yesterday's storm had blown through and today's cold, but sunny weather was sufficient encouragement to get out in the garden. I grabbed my secateurs and spent an hour or so pruning back the canes and tying them in to the supports. I can now report that a small section of the veg patch now looks almost cared for.

On my way back to the house my eyes fell upon the raised beds. These still sported a few leeks. I have been wittering on about making some leek and potato soup for a couple of weeks, but haven't got beyond the talking about it stage.

I pulled about half a dozen leeks and then braved the icy water from one of our butts to wash off the worst of the soil. The leeks were then ceremoniously dumped in the kitchen, ready for soup making. I consulted a recipe from the BBC Food website and realised that I needed a pot of double cream. A quick search of the refrigerator was unsuccessful, so a trip to the village shop was going to be needed,

30% and I lunched and I then decided to walk down to the shop. For the past few weeks my knee has been twinging and I wanted to see whether some exercise might help.* I set out at a brisk pace and, although the knee was slightly achy, it didn't impede progress. I was soon back home and all ready to start cooking. 

Unfortunately my blood sugar had plummeted and refreshments and a snooze became a priority. On waking I was absolutely shattered and couldn't summon any enthusiasm for soup making. I spent the rest of the day in front of the fire.

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* I really haven't been doing much walking over the Winter months