Summer firsts -- the alfresco breakfast

We had our very first alfresco breakfast this morning, again under the pear tree.

Mr Tubby has joined us: "I expect you'll be sharing this delicious slice of artisan coarse liver pate with me."

Mr Booze has joined us: "I have a hangover," he tweets.











Mr Kropotkin, the Revolutionary Robin, also made a brief appearance but had to leave us, to catch a flight to Spain to help with a bank run. His beautiful song trailed after him through the leaves and the sunshine, Venceremos, venceremos...

and so I couldn't help but hum the rest:
mil cadenas habrá que romper,
venceremos, venceremos,
la miseria sabremos vencer.

Olé!