TO DO (in order of importance)
Pull oneself together
Accept the fact that it's going to be 41 degrees today and suck it up; everybody's hot
Finish and file weekly book reviews column
Make Eton Mess for fourteen (go out in the heat and buy more eggs because one is an idiot and forgot; make meringues; hull, slice and Kirsch-macerate strawberries; whip cream)
Work out appropriate bowls and plastic containers for transportation and serving of said Mess
Run a load of washing including half of tonight's outfit
Check the rest of tonight's outfit, bearing in mind that there's going to be a cool change in the middle of the event which may involve the hand-washing of a pashmina, and do necessary ironing etc
Cover up the lemon tree or all the lemons and leaves will get scorched
Call father for weekly yarn
Wonder, given the full-on car park rage hissy fit at 8.23 am (see 'forgot eggs', above), what sort of state one will be in by the end of tonight's six-hour* dinner
*well, it was last year
Meditate on art, age and womanhood. Here's Joni Mitchell at around 50, no backup (and almost no makeup), singing about a blue moon, which is what it is tonight: the second full moon in a single calendar month. 'Night Ride Home' is a happy love song, which for Joni is a blue moon event. Look at the length of her fingers, and the expression on the face of the little dude watching her right at the end.
And a very happy New Year to all.
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