lazulus and
sheldrake just left, and
ukcalico left earlier. Wow, what a slashy Sunday! Punctuated by travel disasters and son's crying fits, it was otherwise an extremely pleasant day of ratatouille and cheesecake (again), Midsomer Murder and Hetty Wainthropp-urges talk (again) and Karl's bottom (yes, also again).
Poor old hubster rather worse for wear, though, I fear...
And my throat hurts from so much talking!
It was so nice to meet
sheldrake for the first time! She is a lovely witch of Ips.