How excited was I to have an afternoon to indulge myself in writing. Jam was busy finishing off other projects whilst I was trying to get lunch sorted and then I checked the start time and it was half an hour earlier than I had thought, so we stepped up a gear and drove as fast as we safely could arriving just about on the dot, give or take a couple of minutes! Off they drove to have a father son bonding session up a pointy hill somewhere nearby and I skipped inside with glee.
Suse used to run these workshops up in London W9, and now she runs them from her place in Somerset. I went on one of her London workshops two years ago, almost to the day, and it was such a breathe of fresh air I'm suprised that it was two years ago. It was an exhilarating experience then and even more so now. As Suse put it 'like having a brain massage compared to what I normally do with my days (running round headlessly, being interrupted every 5 minutes... you know the sort of thing.)'
She cooked the most delicious apple pie for a tea break and I'm just making it now, so shall see if it turns out as good as hers! It was called No Pastry Apple Pie. And oh my word it's the best pie ever! Oh, just one more slice...