Supper

Whoever decided to squeeze some fudge-making into today's busy schedule is a genius.

(It's me, it's me!)

Late start.  Some baking, Sunday lunch making (rolled shoulder of venison - mildly disappointing.  I think French venison just doesn't somehow have the flavour of Scottish venison), pal farewelling, backblipping and now... supper.

Having spent pretty much the whole day in the kitchen I can now relax - the washing up is done, the kids will soon be off to bed and I can doze in front of something pointless on the telly.  Bliss.  Holidays are great.