The Kids Are Alright

In the morning we listened to Alice publicising her book on the BBC. She did two interviews- five minutes on Radio Manchester with Heather Stott and ten on Radio Leicester with Rupal Rajani.  In the interval- having popped out of the studio to the local shops- she rang us up- and we assured her she'd done good.  Yesterday was also her birthday and-  what with the excitement over the book and the interviews- I only remembered to wish her "many happies" at the very last minute.

In the afternoon we went down to Ruth's to say "hi" to Matt who is home on a short break from his work on and around the Hadron Collider at Cern. We had a long, leisurely, mid afternoon lunch at which we drank a very delicious, Australian Shiraz from a bottle with Ned Kelly's face on the label and to which I contributed an apple cake.

Miscellaneous

Odi and Peter have been having couples' counselling- and she's moving back in with him today.  

The downstairs lights are still blowing regularly- or would be blowing if I bothered to switch them on. I find it easier on the nerves to use candles. 

Seeing as how it's nearly Christmas, I've just taken my copy of The Women's Institutes' Book of 650 Favourite Recipes down from the shelf and baked a batch of mince pies.