Well today, though I woke up knackered due to attacks of cramp through the night (long-standing but not something I'm going to die of), I discovered to my delight that my salmorejo freezes beautifully. And that my broad bean crop is excellent (I have an hour's shelling to do before I hit the sack), and that I have a glut of lovely runner beans to boot. The icing on the cake was my Marcella Hazan chicken with two lemons. I had what is, for us, a rather small chicken (three pounds), so I decided to cook it Marcella's way, which is far removed from my usual roast chicken method. We had it with my own early potatoes, simply boiled, and my runner beans, topped with a bit of the juice from the chicken and lashings of butter, and it was the best thing I've cooked for months. So not too bad a day! I have the dregs of a bottle of red still to go, so I'll use that to raise a glass to the saintly Marcella!