Yesterday I made a humble fryup, onions, a baked potato, spinach, the rest of the Gary turkey, the kind of meal I wouldn't offer anyone but liked for myself.
Flatbreads, and
melons, pride of Central Asia, wonderful climate for them.
But I can't resist, before I leave the book, which I hugely recommend, this great temptation to the quilters and sewing enthusiasts among us, looking at you, Magpie! You'd dive in here
Back at home, more humble doings, a bit of plain sewing. A (long) while back I upcycled a couple of heavy cotton turtleneck sweaters to make useful jackets, by opening up the front. I'd worn them for years, after getting them at a garage sale for $2 each, until the neck went a little tight.
The cut edges of one curled back on themselves after cutting, so didn't need any finishing.
The other is this one which had been fraying a bit, and I finally hemmed it
So it continues to be useful. Now in its probably 25th year of use, along with the other one. Land's End made good quality back then.
And the puzzle, which has more than one possible answer
I've thought of two: garlic and gothic. Gaelic isn't admissible because it's a proper noun, usually not an option in word puzzles. Did you find any others? It has to be six letters, which rules out gastric, sadly.
The pattern, for those still baffled, is that the initial letter advances through the alphabet, the final letter retreats.
Happy day everyone, use, reuse, enjoy!
