Fishcakes made with a mixture of salmon and cod. The two fish side by side waiting to be cooked are a pretty sight - pink and white. And so are the finished golden brown fishcakes.
My friend, David comes to visit us. We walk up to Monson Road where his grandmother lived as a young woman, and look at the house, now occupied by newspaper offices where she lived. The times-they-are-a-changing, we think.
Across the Grove comes the sound of an icecream van announcing its arrival. In the jingle I detect Greensleaves.