Melting

This holiday is temporarily interrupted by the desert from heaven.

Peach and Apricot Charlotte with honey ice-cream

Yeah, you're thinking - it's a desert - sounds good.

No no my friends, is *stupendously* delicious.

The crust round the outside it crisp and not too sweet; the peaches and apricots are hot and mushily soft but a little tart in flavour; the ice-cream is sweet and smooth and cold; add those all together in one mouthful......perfection. Your taste buds can't keep up!

And this rather extravagant dinner was due to the fact that it has been obscenely hot in York - despite the weather report saying it was going to be showery today - so we found the first damn restaurant with air conditioning and didn't even think about the price. So, thank you daddy for the money you gave me for my holidays - it bought me two hours in the cool and the perfectist desert ever......

Where oh where are *my* diamante stilettos?

I was on the bus the other day and a girl went by me, talking on her mobile phone. She was obviously discussing an upcoming holiday judging by what she later said about suitcases. As she passed me I couldn't help but hear her say "well, it's my shoes I'm most worried about - I'm bringing all my diamante stilettos"
And my brain, it boggled.
My brain said "huh, I don't even own *one* pair of diamante stilettos; or diamante anything for that matter." and then my brain said, "huh, I would never have thought *anyone* would ever need more than one pair of diamante stilettos." and *then* my brain though "and I'm pretty certain I'll always be able to find something to worry about more than I worry about packing shoes."
The end.
I keep starting to write posts and then giving up - I'm not sure why. Nothing urgent to say, I suppose.
So, I didn't mean to worry anyone; and thank you for nice emails and messages to check that I'm OK. I am OK for now and am looking forward to going away on holiday for a couple of weeks at the end of this week.
::hugs:: to all.