Dinner

A quick dash back from work, via the shops for some frozen yorkshires, nearly smashed into some idiot at a roundabout (nearly a second crash in a fortnight? Really?) jelly legs following.

Get home, take beef out of fridge, heat oven, chop onion, cry, throw in base of pan pour red wine over beef put in oven, peel potatoes, slice on mandolin, layer in dish with garlic and seasoning, pour over double cream, welcome weekend guest, put dish in oven, clean guinea pig cage, have shower, dress, welcome more guests, drink cocktails, oversee bean preparation and table laying, choose music, make gravy, serve meat, request carver, beef is carved, wine is served, Prosecco, rosé frizzante, red, clafoutis, strawberries, whip cream, FORGOT THE YORKSHIRES!!!!!