I am pleased to report that i'm feeling much better - despite being hounded by workmen next door all day yesterday (and today, too). I managed to read a good way into my book, and do little else (which makes a change, i must say).

Today, the workmen started at 8.25am and brought with them the most unholy (and noisy) drill that has ever been invented. It got to the point of me wanting to throttle someone, so in a fit of rage (and also bravado) i went next door and asked said workman to please give it a rest. In my nicest way possible, of course. He was most obliging, and said he'd give it a go with the chisel instead. Which, despite the fact that i can feel the vibrations in every room of the house, is much better. I hope it stays like that, too. I ask little in life, and i know that work has to be carried out, and he was a nice chap - but silence is one of the things i often crave (and most of the time the garden isn't any better during weekdays!).

I also popped into our local town to do a little shopping. I fancied fish, so today i'm making a fisherman's pie. I have chosen undyed smoked haddock (i have boycotted the use of Cod, for depletion reasons) which is currently bubbling happily on the stove in some milk (which i'll use for the white sauce afterwards). Mmmmm. I like my fisherman's pies to be sort of gooey, lots of lovely mash potato and a little bit of cheese on top. Yum.

I haven't spent much time in the garden, yesterday when it would've been ideal to do so, someone 3 doors down thought it'd be an ideal time to burn just about every scrap of everything in his garden - and the smell was enough to turn my stomach (migraines are funny things). Thankfully i have really good headphones and luxuriated on the bed all day listening to the most wonderful music whilst reading and reminiscing on old times gone by.