Feeling Fragile

Yesterday, Martin and I threw a party for the neighbours to celebrate the fact that today marks the official beginning of Spring. We prepared an eclectic array of party food – Thai Indian, French and English. In the event, over twenty people showed up and demolished it. Nigel Slater’s trifle proved to be a big hit – it disappeared in an instant. One neghbour asked if it had alcohol in it – yes, I assured her, lots! Delia Smith’s chocolate ricotta cheesecake came a close second.

Along with the food, large quantities of wine and beer also disappeared, which probably explains the fact that Martin and I are both feeling somewhat fragile today. I tidied up the living room this morning whilst moving very, very slowly.