I know.. Dinner again..

… But, yay! I’ve finished my talk.
Dinner from the freezer will scrub up, with some tasty mash and nice ice cream. (Not both on the butternut squash casserole).
The pud is pear and ginger tarte tatin, and nicer than it looks.

I am now somewhat stir crazy and neck-achey, having chained myself to the laptop for too long. The imprisonment is totally self-inflicted. (I’ve been invited to give a talk to a group of people I know, but don’t know well. I should probably have said ‘no’. My subject is an esoteric and spiritual one mainly about colour, which is not everyone’s cup of tea. I haven’t talked formally on it before, but because I’d like to venture into it more I’m really invested in doing my best).
In general I’m a ‘last minute’ and ‘fly by the seat of the pants’ person. So I’m clearly pretty fired up for this one.

But… Tomorrow… I’m definitely going out. I’m trusting that my legs will still go backwards and forwards at regular intervals.