The aftermath

I cooked a beautiful meal tonight, though I say it myself - Delia's Moroccan chicken with peppers, olives and rice - all baked in the oven. Which meant that I could spend time talking to Paula who came for dinner. A lovely evening catching up as we haven't seen each other since last autumn sometime. Since then she's got married so lots to talk about. Apparently, it was 'hug a librarian' day today, and as we're both librarians, I was going to make that my blip. But I didn't, although we did hug, and so I ended up having to take the washing up instead.