I am still trying to find out who’s definitely coming to the blog party, without a lot of success. I’m having to make assumptions – though I’m fairly sure some people don’t know how to get here. I’d really not wanted to have to search back through comments and write to everyone individually, but it seems that may be on the cards. Thanks to those who have replied, of course. But if you need my address and directions how to get here and not end up down a cart track, do get in touch.
LT and I are at his place (both houses are our place, of course, but this is for clarity) for a few days and friends of his are coming for dinner tomorrow night. I’ve taken on the starter and pudding, he’s cooking the main course. We work very well together, or separately but in the same kitchen, which is gratifying. We also have much the same taste in food, which is more or less that we like food. Cooking, eating, shopping for, talking about, enthusing.
You know that thing where you’re asked to describe yourself in three words? I know of one occasion when a prospective headteacher was asked that and one of the chosen words was “lazy.” Er, no. Didn’t get the job. Anyway, lazy as I might be (and I’ve finally come to the conclusion that maybe I’m not as lazy as I’ve always thought, just efficient in order to do what I like when the job is done), the first word I’d use for me is enthusiastic. In or out, I’m rarely lacklustre.