Ok, so getting home at 830pm on a Friday night is not conducive to blogging.
I was working at Ightham Mote in Kent. STUNNING place. Just love the reflection of the timber beams in the waters.
When I got in, there were lots of people round my table, drinking and laughing. Just the way I like it. Tom had made chilli con carne, and we had a great time talking into the night.
Today, after having delivered my cake to the coffee morning, we've driven off to Wales to see Rob and Louise.
We've had a lovely afternoon chatting, and they've indulged my Strictly Come Dancing habit. I'm especially enamoured with the ice cream van that turns up Saturday night whatever the weather.
Roll on Sunday.