Erskine at night from a fast car

It was an interesting day.

I ate the brownest buffet I've ever eaten, in a building with the worst acoustics I've ever tried to make myself heard in. The chat was good though (what I heard).

The evening was spent frantically dashing about, generally being busy.

Home now. Plasterer booked for the next stage of our epic kitchen refurb. We only have a wee kitchen as well! I dreamt about a massive kitchen last night. It was wonderful. It was in a big mansion that, in my dream, was my home. I really should be living in a mansion. It would just be so...right. Downton Abbey has a lot to answer for.