Current work: still en vacances (oh, all right, I’m doing the outline of the second book in the French duo – but I am also having the weekly shop delivered today, the entire upstairs measured for carpets, and panicking about my talk in Great Yarmouth tonight)
Listening to: Julian Lloyd Webber (I need calming cello music because of my talk)
Reading: next on TBR (home too late last night to start reading)
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang was excellent. Beforehand, son and DH had been a tad grumpy about it. ‘Why do we have to get dragged along to musicals?’ Because it's a family evening out. Involves dinner, too. Stop moaning and enjoy it.
So we had dinner at Tootsie’s (chicken breast with bacon, mushroom and blue cheese… ahhh – and a healthy rocket salad, and crushed Dijon potatoes – note that I managed to sneak in a French dish *g*). And then to the theatre. Great performances all round, and the car is just stunning. (Am still trying to work out how they did the flying bit. Hydraulics? Wires? Brilliant, anyway.) It got a standing ovation. Son and DH admitted they’d enjoyed it, but are adamant they don’t want to come to more musicals. Madam looked at me. ‘So we could go to London and see Grease, then, and they won’t insist on coming with us.’ LOL. I foresee girly evenings for musicals. Son, I think, might like more serious drama. He has been banging on about wanting to see Shakespeare, but it has to be the right play and the right production. (No more mistakes like the one I made taking DH to see a version of Coriolanus set in the 1930s. Verrrry self-conscious and it put him off Shakespeare for ever.)
Am doing a talk in Great Yarmouth tonight at Books Inside, on spooks and poisoners and anything else I’ve written about Yarmouth. Need to sort the Post-It notes on my pages in case I dry up and need to remind myself.
In the meantime, am distracted by carpet measuring, working on the outline for the second book in the French duo, and I think I promised to take the kids bowling today. That, or make more cookies (but this time we’re going back to MY recipe – the one in Madam’s book yesterday was not a success. Very bland and completely the wrong texture… I mean, since when do cookies contain eggs?).