Woolworths have started stocking a particularly good (strong tasting) prosciutto so I thought I should introduce Paul and Susan to it before Woolworths destocks it. Often when you find something you particularly like there it suddenly ceases to be available. I am pretty sure the prosciutto is prosciutto crudo and it seems to be made locally. A long way from Parma!
Paul as usual ate up -- so much so that he complained of an aching jaw at one stage. Good prosciutto is pretty chewy.
After the prosciutto was disposed of we adjourned to my sitting room where Susan made tea and also cut up some mangoes for us. It was ages since I had been given diced mango so I expressed my appreciation. I also had some choc-chip cookies on hand which Paul got into.
We mostly talked about family matters, though I did at one stage explain to Paul what the West Lothian question was.
The kids were good. Elise made no fuss at all and Matthew babbled on in his usual way. He was wearing a rather swish Panama hat. If he keeps that up into later life he will do well with the ladies. He is very proud that he can say "Buddha". It may be the first word he has learned to say clearly. Pretty multicultural! I usually have a Thai Buddha on the table when we dine on the verandah. He gives us blessings -- I think. I also have a Ganesha up in my anteroom so I imagine I am well-stocked with blessings.
I asked Paul if he wanted to plug his car in but he thought he had plenty of charge. Since that time when he got a lot of criticisms for plugging his car in at my place he has never plugged in here again. The criticisms seem to have got to him to a degree. I have wiped them all now anyway.