The table is set. The candles have the wicks lifted ready to be lit. The fires are laid.

The starters are ready. The main is prepped. The desert is in the fridge, the cheese unwrapped and the white is cooling, the red is breathing.

But I won’t be drinking wine. Oh no! I have learnt… I can’t do a day in bed and a week recovering. Yet it looks so tempting… so tempting…

I heard a great phrase yesterday… ‘Mistakes are the season of life, without them, it would be bland. And no one likes a bland dish.’

I am sure a few mistakes will be made tonight….

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