snapping at food.
I'm actually missing marking week with good company. Guess the chip. I bet you want to.
Little lumix does the big brother thing.
Halina brownie, still works perfect. More antiques soon.
If you're as hungry as I am, past 12 - it was crackling roast pork in a trough of apple sauce and dreamy garlic mash, and yessss, it was GOOD. Well. Good enough! I am thinking about dreamy sheets of ravioli in lemon cream sauce - perfect yellow pillows, plump with minced veal. I shall now endeavour to float off to sleep on olfactory imaginings. They say if you think it enough, you might just dream it.
Here's to waking up to Tuesday, full.