Oh. That makes sense, I suppose.
At this precise moment, all senses are fully employed in the pursuit of bugger-all. The strains of Snow Patrol are barely audible from the iPod in the corner. We're enjoying a wondrous welsh cider. Or two. A lunch of various cheeses has just been taken.
The foot-square fruit cake Katie's making for our friend's 50th birthday is two hours into its five and a half hours cooking time. And the house is fraganced with fruit, spices and brandy. There are worse things I could be smelling right now, I suppose.
The sun is almost out and the sky is almost blue. I have a shortened working week in front of me. One thing for certain, I'm way less grumpy than I was on Friday. (Sorry about that, by the way).
And I've been given quite an exciting project to do. It's something I've never done before, and I'm looking forward to it. It will be hard work, a challenge, and won't be at all financially rewarding. Mike asked me whether I was interested in doing it before we went away, and I've spent the time since then coming up with some preliminary ideas. I got a good reception when I pitched these ideas on Saturday, so now I've got to knuckle down and get started properly. But, oh boy, it's quite a thrill.
What is is? Well, I guess I'm leading with the chin here, but if enough people ask me (that's what the 'comment' link below is about, you know) I might be persuaded to stop being so coy.
The rest is up to you. Get a little interactive, why don't you?