Well, let’s see if this works.

I got out of work about 6:45pm; this is astonishing. It’s surprisingly rare that I get out of the office before 8pm nowadays. Not sure why this is so, probably the preponderance of talking to Americans and really late-night Europeans on SWAN IRC.

Got home, grilled trout on goats-cheese-encrusted crouton, got mildly mauled by the cat – Buster – who is talking incessantly to me nowadays. I can’t work out what he’s trying to tell me, but that’s probably a good thing. If I did claim to be talking to my cat, they’d probably throw me in the looney bin for good.

Am planning to cook butter-fried plantain (a kind of uber-banana) in syrup for dessert.

Gads, this Syrah is a nice wine. 😎

Gotta be up early tomorrow to get to Coventry; have an appointment to keep, get back to the office, and then am test-driving a new Skoda in the early evening. I’ll sign-off now, and get back to you tomorrow.