... at Jesmond Dene, having given up on the idea of going to the beach. Lovely food, as usual, but now feel absolutely stuffed and very uncomfortable. Just want a few days of eating very little, before Helen and Bill come on Thursday, when no doubt, we'll over-indulge once more.
Have made the Madeira sponge for the hockey cake this afternoon. Still have no photos to work from, but have been promised them tomorrow. Just wanted to make a start with it, so I can get it covered tomorrow and then spend a couple of days working on the figures.
Charles is driving his Mum over to Carlisle now, where he'll meet his brother to swap her over. I think they were intending to go for a meal - but I bet they don't! (If they feel anything like as gross as I do, they won't anyway!)

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