Welcome to my perfumed garden

A Kumala merlot-cabernet-shiraz to be precise and very nice it is too. I haven't touched a drop in quite a while so this is long anticipated and all the better for it.

There is also a rather fine Camembert and my favourite pasta and Top Gear on the telly and the novel is coming along just fine - another 2,000+ words today, refining the central character and sorting out his admittedly rather complex relationships across the sweep of time and space. 117,398 words to date, an est. 59%.

Blue tomorrow, the chapter's all planned and on schedule.

And it's FRIDAY! No time for colours because my pasta just went beep. Have a lovely one my darlings!

Has happened chez moi

Switched on the grill to immolate some mushrooms, garlic and courgettes for dinner - noticed slightly unpleasant smell, checked bin - nope, sink and drains likewise. Opened grill to cook veggies and found...

omg!

Several slices of courgettes I cooked - oh lawdy, at least a fortnight ago, possibly a month or more  - still in there, rich with mould and now roasting on the hot grill.

The smell in the kitchen is terrible. I've scrubbed and scrubbed the grill within an inch of its Teflon life but I can still smell it. Oh dear Gods. Dirt! smell! noes! I don't do this stuff well. More wine, I think, to help me forget.