Lost Mojo

I’ve spent all day looking for my lost mojo, with limited success.

Fortunately Smithers has more than enough mojo for the pair of us, so at lunch I was fortified with a beef casserole, which he made a while ago and froze, followed by a portion of this wonderful apple crumble that he made this morning. 

Oh, and he also put a scone in front of me at tea time which was still almost warm from the oven, and so deliciously light. Whatever did I do to deserve him?

Plus, as if that wasn’t enough, our daughter-in-law arrived this morning with a dish of lasagne for two that she’d made for us. So that’s tomorrow’s supper sorted.

All I need now is to find that mojo. It can’t be far away …