Planet Mad

Yesterday, Rob and I started making Christmas cakes. To be more accurate, we set the fruit off on its week-long soaking in port, rum, brandy and cherry brandy. Mmmmm....

We then headed off to a party surrounded by catci, sombreros, ponchos, fake moustaches and a Texaco sign. 'Twas good, although I'm fajita'd out. This afternoon holds the excitment of end-of-term reports and marking. Why, I'm just such a lucky girlie!