Tomorrow morning. Really. When I’m sober.
I had a deeply serious meeting here tonight, discussing Health and Safety and Risk Assessment and Job Descriptions and stuff like that. It went very well, but I did produce wine.
Two bottles between three of us is okay. But one of us is on medication and, bless her, she’s a bit of a lightweight anyway, so she had one glass. Ro took a glass up to his room. Pete and I drank the rest. And a pot of coffee.
As a result, no post tonight. Sorry. I’m going to light three candles and lie in a scented bath for a bit. Or rather, for never let it be said that I’m not pedantic, in a bath of scented water. And I’ll be sober tomorrow.