You know when the clocks go forward for daylight saving and you 'lose' an hour? Well take that and multiply it by 24 and that's kind of how I feel. Having lost a day flying home, today has been a bit like doing backstroke in treacle.
The words are refusing to dance so instead you shall have pics of this wee delight that greeted me in today's post: an invite to the Wellington on a Plate launch, wrapped up in a bottle of dessert wine. Unfortunately, I am otherwise occupied next Monday but if all invites came with fermented grapes, I would be there in an instant.
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The words are refusing to dance so instead you shall have pics of this wee delight that greeted me in today's post: an invite to the Wellington on a Plate launch, wrapped up in a bottle of dessert wine. Unfortunately, I am otherwise occupied next Monday but if all invites came with fermented grapes, I would be there in an instant.
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