Where did it go? Come to think of it, where did Saturday go? And Friday.

I can't even remember what I was doing on Friday. But yesterday, I did my cat impression and snoozed in the sun. And I did some gardening. And today I've done some cooking and been to rehearsals to perfect my 'frightful gel' alter-ego. Then more cooking.

It's a far cry from the dizzy, exciting days of blogging 'till you drop'. Then again, there used to be a lot more posts to read to occupy your time.

And now I've depressed myself by reading a few posts that all refer to Sunday roasts. And suddenly my cooking experiment of red peppers stuffed with bulghur wheat and other bits floating around in the fridge/cupboard sounds decidedly second-best.

And we have run out of wine.

Oh, roll on Monday, Monday.