Looking Out To Sea

Last night I did some coding on The Secret Project™ (don’t ask, it’s a secret) and then went to bed. I ended up reading a book about music, though what it was actually saying is beyond me. It talked a lot about Kylie Minogue and some avant-garde spoken-word piece from the 60s. After two dozen pages I decided nothing reasonable was going to happen any time soon and went to bed.

We didn’t make it to Bex’s birthday pub lunch because Helen was still sleeping off a very late night. Apparently the night buses had changed back to day buses by the time she came home! So I got some stuff in for a post-drinking fry-up. It turns out that mushrooms fried alongside tomatoes seem to have a lemony flavour, from the acidic tomato juice.

There’s some kind of hippy/ethical/new-age/fairtrade/home-made craft fair thing going on across the road. We’ll see what they have on offer and maybe just buy some home baking or something. This evening is Bex’s Midnight and Magic themed party, and I haven’t a clue how we’ll meet that theme.