A busy month, this month. A lot of reading, including a fair few of the Bryant and May books, and the brilliant "Europe at Midnight". Continuing the Shakespeare rewrites, Ian McEwan's "Nutshell" was an interesting take on Hamlet.
Cooking disasters this month included a burnt sponge, a flabby blancmange and an absolutely awful pumpkin dish, which was sad because it ought to have been delicious
I finished the Skelly jumper, and started a xmas jumper, which I may or may not finish in time for xmas.
And more important than all that, I got out of the house a bit. A trip to Tesco and the new Marks and Sparks (two days in a row, woo); a theatre trip (Little Voice, ok, but not brilliant), Art Macabre at the Cutty Sark (not as much fun as it sounds, trouser and pantless man notwithstanding); two art galleries, Portrait and White Cube, both for Gormleys, and two excellent O2 gigs, Jean Michel Jarre and Van Morrison/Jeff Beck.
Ended the month feeling reasonably ok. Roll on winter.
