Tonight's blog is brought to you courtesy of The Godmother's excellent cherry duck. I came home a little late, having been persuaded (admittedly quite easily) to go to the pub for a proverbial Quick One with Lady Zorro, Normandy, Wheels and Bob. Getting back to Woking a little late, I was not only given a lift back from the station by W, but also found a very delicious supper waiting for me. I'm spoiled indeed!
It was very delicious, and having raved about it last time, I thought I'd show you what it looks like in the flesh, so to speak:
I am really not looking forward to the shorthand exam tomorrow, although I practiced on the train both ways today, using Ian Rankin's Blood Hunt (the audiobook). The Chinese businessmen on the train in the morning were thoroughly confused by my scribbling, although having an audience just increased the pressure so I didn't put on a particularly good performance for them.
I'm having an early night, as we have to be in early for the warm-up. Having said that, I had planned to be in bed at 10. There just aren't enough hours in the day!
Good luck, fellow examinees!