Masterchef I am not....

Have not blogged for a wee while - graphics card in the computer had a meltdown. Don't even know what it is but it has been replaced and we are all systems go.

Have done a fair bit of scrapping - some DT projects which I am pleased with - lovely bright layouts with the lovely bright 'stuff' I had. Nearly ready to send them off now. Some little lookies:

What else.... had leave from work which was very lovely, but the novelty wore off pretty quickly - working gives my day a structure it seems to otherwise lack, due to home-teaching etc. So, back tonight to the old routine....

Caught up with the SLYMI - here are weeks 6 - scrap with ribbon, 7 - scrap an old photo & 8 - cut a photo:

I have, in a moment of utter dimwittedness, applied to go on Masterchef. As previously explained to people who now seem to expect me to actually go through with this bloody stupid half-baked idea - I could not rustle up a caramelised beetroot tuille basket if my life depended on it. And I don't like fish much so there will be no pan fried skate wing with wilted red chard. I like tinned tuna though. Love to see the look on John and Gregg's faces as I tell them THAT one. Clearly I was having a mini mid-life crisis at the time of applying online. I cannot even claim I was under the influence - well, I was under Oliver's influence who seems to have perfected the art of bullying me by simultaneously flattering my ego and playing the hard-done-by son. I am so proud of him....