Do, be, do, be, do

Today has either been busy of efficient, depending on how you count such things. I have started ch. 25 of Grass King -- not a lot of words but I can see where it's going. I did laundry, cleaned bathrooms, did shopping, made an apple cake and photographed the purple sprouting broccoli trees. The what, I hear you ask? The council has planted several of them near us and we have no idea what they are other than pretty, so I took pictures with a view to posting them at some point and asking for ideas. (We call them the purple sprouting broccoli trees as they can look very like that in the autumn, although this year the colour scheme is rather bright green and rust than last year's darker green and maroon.)
And now, the mystic marquise foresees ironing in her near future. Not, alas, followed by cake. That's for tomorrow and our visitors.

Edited at 17.52: ironing now achieved. What a clever girl...