What happened to your car dotty?
Well I am feeling terribly self righteous. I saw Mr BM's son off to school, knocked out an advice, printed a load of family history stuff, nipped off and gave a lecture, came home and cooked a confit of pork, a plum coulis and an apple and onion veloute for tomorrow night, cooked supper, tidied up. Am just about to make some nibbles.
Although Mr BM says my recent comment "I am fekkin sick of pushing broccoli through sieves", wins quote of the month.