A list, a two-syllable-word-beginning-with-L and a very loud bang.

Ok, pay attention, because there is going to be a quiz after this.

This was my list of absolutely-MUST-dos for yesterday -

• Guitar practice, and lots of it
  
• Knitting (Sid is going to need a new jumper very soon)
  
• Tidying up that obscure but extremely ancient mess on top of the drawers

Question: Whose cleaner called to say she couldn't come in?

*sigh* In other news, we recently purchased a set of ten Global knives at a staggeringly good price. Kept most, gave some away, got rid of the random collection of still-perfectly-serviceable knives we've used for years (gave them to my Ma. What? What?). They are a joy to use, being famously sharp and pointy. Being loth to damage the pointy ends when washing them, I put them in the rack to dry handle down. The fun bit is that 'sharp and pointy' also means 'vanishigly thin' ha ha, so putting further cutlery in the rack with very little in the way of visual clue that an extremely sharp, pointy knife is already in the rack, blade pointing upwards, has become a rather risky business. Particularly as I will have already forgotten that I put it there not three microseconds before. I'm staggered I still have all my fingers.

And the very loud bang? Me bursting with pride at the news that the elder of my sons is now House Captain of Milton House.




Ok, ok, the 'two-syllable-word-beginning-with-L '. What kept me from posting yesterday was the lack of one, ideally one to do with purchasing knives or cutting fingers off - it would have made a euphonious title. That, my friends, is the sole reason I didn't post - I couldn't think of a good title. But the 'Sinckapace Galliard' is coming along a treat.