Food wise, there's a good chance that the kids having left home may yet kill me. We're struggling to get catering for two right, so end up buying enough food to feed the 5,000. The consequence of this was last weekend buying a lovely piece of beef, which even after cooking, we still made three-quarters of left. I finally consumed the last chunk on Saturday at about lunchtime. By Saturday evening, I was consigned to the small room making various vulgar noises loud enough to keep the neighbours awake...
Down in the deep south-west, The Cat will soon be performing in a play at the University. She sent us a trailer
