Emily podding broad beans in preparation for our risotto on Wednesday evening. She made us supper and did a really great job - mixing in thin, delicate, delicious strips of yellow courgette. I did a bit of the stirring, which I always enjoy partly because it feels very relaxing and therapeutic, but mostly because you can get away with eating big chunks of parmesan when your dinner guests aren't looking.
The next morning Emily had replaced the pots and pans with these little glasses, stuffed with sweet william. Oh how I love sweet william. So sort of brilliantly old-fashioned and wonderfully English. It was thundering outside but it felt still and calm indoors, thanks to Emily and these sweet little flowers.