Wet. Cold. Windy. ‘Orrid. Megableurgh! Welcome back, Georgie. So sorry that our wonderful NHS buggered up your appointment. Ranting helps. Don’t worry!
Chocolate Hobnobs. Yummm. Wish I could eat them. Must confess though, am risking my refined sugar intake with an occasional slice of Stollen – about the only thing which Waitrose delivery didn’t mess up. I mean, how can you run out of sliced bread and tomato juice and fresh tomatoes! ?