A small matter of food poisoning

Saturday was a time for abandoning my offspring to the loving care of their father and disappearing Stratford-wards with chrestomancy for Measure for Measure.

( Measure for Measure )

Sunday was the day that my craving for spring rolls resulted in bateleur getting food-poisoning and for kirian and Pete coming round for a game and dinner.

( The Maunder Legacy - shortest game ever run by me )

I spent Sunday evening talking to my parents on the telephone about their holiday in America (they flew to Denver and did all the touristy stuff) and consequently have babysitters for bateleur and my eighth wedding anniversary next week (they missed the twins and were delighted to offer).

Despite still looking rather white, bateleur has gone into work today. This is despite always telling me that I tended to go in too readily when I was ill...