Its funny how the not too distant future is connected to the past.
I mentioned to Lo, she is a terrible Goddess how the world was going to end this coming December, on the 21st to be exact according to the Mayan calendar, and her first reaction was “Thank heavens for that. We won’t have to worry about Christmas presents then.”
My response was “I was thinking we could have a slap up meal to celebrate.”
She lowered her eyelids a tad, not a good sign, fixed me in her sights and said “And who’s going to cook it?”
There followed a rather long and protracted description and full explanation of the meals placed before me over the past 50 years or so.
When eventually we reached the point of discussion it was decided that a couple of good quality shop bought sausage rolls that would just need heating up, some fresh bread, butter and a fine selection of cheeses would fit the bill nicely to celebrate the end of the world.
I agreed to make the cocoa.