young again..

Bobbled around a while, then headed off to Artist Open House, where I thought I should show my face even though I wasn't planned to "work". Bumped into C who said, let's look at the Open House down the road, so we did. She suggested I buy cakes from the sweet kids there (even though we have our own cafe - but the kids were super-sweet & had made the cakes themselves). So I did. Back to our Open House, cake smuggled in and eaten, sudden rush of visitors so ended up  staying for a couple of hours until everyone suddenly went, lunchtime I guess. It was like being young and spontaneous. If I ever was.
Panic call from M to say Co-op has no food and can I get some on the way home; they've been hacked apparently.