Emails, phone calls, printing, lists, packing ...
... dash into kitchen to make boys' lunches for tomorrow and realise ...
I promised to make FB 2 cakes to take in on Friday to share as it's his birthday next week.
(Yes, 2 - there are 28 kids in his class.)
So ... chocolate cake and lemon cake are now in oven.
Lads are shrieking - Liverpool's scored.
Do I have time to care about that?
Only if the jumping up and down makes the cakes sink.
They still have to be iced, dammit!
Anyway - I know where I'm staying now.
Except - gasp - no smoking policy ...
And also I have more of an idea what my role is.
That means that as a lit blogger/author I'm representing the blogosphere ...
ie you lot.
So I hope you're going to follow my progress and show them what we're made of.