It was a lovely day, wasn't it? Here in Suffolk, at least, the sun shone out of a clear blue sky, and the spring warmth drew people out to bask in the best weather we've seen for months. And so, we went to Woodbridge, a gentle drive across country, on the lower reaches of the River Deben.
And as Ros and I walked along the river bank, the world seemed like a nicer place, as dogs splashed in the shallows and a curlew explored the mud for a snack or two with its elegantly curved bill. We were reminded that, despite all the travelling we do, and all the things that we have seen, we are lucky enough to live in a rather lovely corner of the world. Not dramatic, not majestic, but gently attractive nonetheless.
But there was another reason for our trip to Woodbridge - the search for cordial. On a recent trip to Southwold, we had picked up some rather special cordial, which I like to serve warm on a winter's evening, or when I am feeling slightly jaded. And, unfortunately, we were running out, so we popped into the Adnams Cellar and Kitchen store for wine, beer and three sorts of cordial.
And then we went home, where beer and cordial were drunk, chicken casserole eaten, and a newspaper read. All in all, it was a lovely weekend, and as a prelude to a rather more hectic week ahead, it has set us up nicely....