Is a guitar a kind of disease?
It's a weird, liminal week, this one. I've been clearing the decks. Inbox zero, or very nearly. I'm thinking of declaring podcast zero too, and deleting what I haven't listened to. Start collecting them afresh in the new year.
I have been thinking about what I'd like to do next year, what sort of little project. What I have enjoyed most this year is trying new recipes: my lockdown focaccia was fun and the Christmas bûche turned out well. Maybe I could pick twelve things I'd like to make and do one a month. Croissants, I've always wanted to make them. Can I think of eleven other things?
Later this week I'll mark up my work calendars. I treated myself to two this year: one for the home office and one to take to work when we finally go back. Two new calendars, a new diary, a pack of highlighters: what a delightful way to spend an afternoon.
I have been thinking about what I'd like to do next year, what sort of little project. What I have enjoyed most this year is trying new recipes: my lockdown focaccia was fun and the Christmas bûche turned out well. Maybe I could pick twelve things I'd like to make and do one a month. Croissants, I've always wanted to make them. Can I think of eleven other things?
Later this week I'll mark up my work calendars. I treated myself to two this year: one for the home office and one to take to work when we finally go back. Two new calendars, a new diary, a pack of highlighters: what a delightful way to spend an afternoon.