Saturday 28th March - not lamb kofta as planned

 I dug out a recipe for lamb koftas - goodness me, I posted this in February 2012! - and a good thing too because I can't find the page I ripped out of the magazine. It all went very well until I started to fry the little patties and then everything began to fall apart. Literally. 

So we had lamb mince for lunch, with Mediterranean-style flavours. I found a little tin labelled 'harissa' in a corner of the shelves - wow, that stuff packs a punch! I'm glad I was fairly delicate in adding it to the kofta mince with a tin of chopped tomatoes and some tinned chickpeas! 

Afterwards I  thought I'd sit outside in the sun, in a sheltered spot, with a little tea tray. BB was mowing, so I made my tea and washed up a few bits while he finished. I was treated to a delightful little comedy scene; he paused, looked up, and made best speed with the mower straight to the shed, pausing only to wave at a neighbour while emptying the grass box into the garden waste bin. Over the fence I could see the neighbour's rotary drier shaking as a pair of arms stripped the washing off it at a tremendous rate. 

The skies were darkening and heavy drops of rain were splattering the patio. As soon as the mowing machine and washing were all safely stowed away, and everyone was indoors, the sun came out and it was all just as it had been five minutes before...

British weather...

Chopin, Raindrop Prelude, played by Martha Argerich