The blood to biscuit exchange rate is looking increasingly rosy. There was a huge selection today, including flapjacks, although I must admit my eyes may have been slightly too big for my stomach there.
I also picked up the slate coaster to go along with a very nice thank you card I received for donating three times in a year. (Over 500 million years old apparently- hope the flapjack wasn’t quite so old.)
All that and a nice post lunch rest. Bonus.
Notes from a small field 