It was magnificent. Fantastic. It made me want to watch the film yet again. I didn't, I lent the DVD to my brother and sister in law.
Yesterday, I was tired. I did some faffing about of a few things, usual domestics, etc. DH had to work, and I snuck in watching a really ancient black and white film I'd recorded ages ago. It was so old that John Laurie ("We're doomed!") was a less than middle aged man.
I put the chicks out for a a couple of hours, faffed about some more, and finally cooked dinner.
It was hot, so we had the back door open. Our neighbour has a lot of barbecues, so heavily scented air isn't unusual. We ate our dinner the smell got stronger. Sweeter. Odder.
I went outside. I couldn't smell it outside. I came in, and I could smell it. It must be something in our house!
It was.
It was the pea saucepan. I'd scooped out some peas, and I had left a few in the tiny bit of water I use in peas, and I hadn't turned off the hob. Worse, I'd left the plastic sievey spoon in there.
It wasn't pretty.
