A day of pootling.

Sophie had another acupuncture session this morning and feels the treatment has helped her with her migraines. She has another two treatments after the one this morning, and then her practitioner will be away for two months. It has cost her a fair amount of money, but it's been worth it!

We've spent the day pootling about and catching up with jobs after our trip last week, which now seems a distant memory! The weather has been grey and chilly again, and we're due a cold snap next week. It's not even proper winter yet!

Sophie made her Guinness cake today, and as it baked in the oven, it smelt divine! We enjoyed a slice in the afternoon with a sneaky glass of Marsala wine, and the cake was moist and delicious.

I went upstairs to watch an old black and white film from 1945 called I Know Where I'm Going! but couldn't resist the lure of Four Weddings and a Funeral, which I'd recorded last night. It was filmed in 1994, and some of the wedding dresses were remarkably similar to mine - big and bouffant! 

Back downstairs, Sophie and I read our books in the living room while Keith watched football. This seems to be the favourite thing to do on a Saturday evening now, especially when it's chilly outside, but we're definitely going to put the Scrabble box in one of the suitcases to play while we're in Mallorca!

We ordered a Chinese takeaway tonight and afterwards watched the third instalment of the Bourne films, The Bourne Ultimatum. It made for great viewing!