Hello!
Today was the fateful day that Amanda had to return to America… Because of this she is unable to post anything today so I have gallantly (foolishly?) agreed to step into the fray on her behalf.
It was an extremely sad day for both of us – I just this minute returned home from dropping her off at the airport. Under normal circumstances, if, say, Amanda was away for the evening leaving me in the flat with the prospect of two much-hyped football (soccer, for some of you) games and The Masters to watch, I would relish the opportunity not to be told off for lying on the sofa watching sport. But I’m afraid that today has a distinctly sour flavour. Amanda isn’t away for the evening; Amanda is out of the country for the next two months and I shall miss her terribly. Not even an afternoon of mooching and sport viewing can brighten my mood.
My melancholy is furthered by the realisation that I have nothing much to offer you in the way of baking (Amanda is so good that I have never really tried), crafting (I’m truly terrible at anything artistic) or anything of photographic interest other than this:
