Dammit! I lost the cook-off, by one vote. Who could not like my cheesey goodness, I ask you.
Tonight's I'm going to one of those scottish barn dances that I can't spell, so I won't even try. I always prefer these to straightforward discos, becuase it's so much easier when someone's telling you exactly what to do!
It may be nearly 2pm now, but it's time for breakfast! Or possibly some kind of brunch. I'll check in the fridge.
