Is Rudi on board a boat here?  I think he might be, in which case I am happy.  For I am off on a boat trip later myself.  A blind date with someone called Oliver.  I am breaking all dating rules by not meeting on neutral ground.  What if he is a nutter and he gets me drunk then chucks me overboard?  Hmm.  I shall text his car registration to Rosalind just in case I don’t make it back to dry land.  And the name of his boat.  Yes dear readers, I am going on a date with someone who owns both a car AND a boat.  Heavens.

Rita came over last night and I made Rudi’s Spaghetti Sauce.  It’s a good one to do when you know you will be talking 19 to the dozen and quaffing copious amounts of red wine as you cook.  Easy peasy.  Rita had a little weep when she got all melancholy about moving house.  She has lived in the same house for over 20 years so it is much more of a wrench than my forthcoming decampment.  This time next week I will be installed in the Palace of Solitude with NO LANDLORD.  I will no longer have to mind my Ps&Qs.  I will be the mistress of my own destiny.  Bring it on.

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