Saturday’s dinner went well. Trevor and Jon were a little late, but at least that way everything was ready when they arrived. I didn’t like skinning the raw fish, though. I’ve never done it before, and I couldn’t stop thinking about how they were probably swimming around quite happily less than a week ago. I think it was was worth it in the end - very tasty.

The only downside is the smell. It was smoked haddock pie and the flat still smells of fish. I’ve burnt lavendar and it still won’t go away, and just sitting around is enough to get it on your clothes. Fortunately it’s warm today, so I’ve opened the windows as far as they’ll go to get the air moving.

It could be because I left the washing up until yesterday morning. They left late and I was ready to flop straight into bed on Saturday. It didn’t take long to do, though, and once it was out of the way I sat down for a concentrated book planning session. I’m fleshing out characters at the moment, and their individual storylines are coming together quite nicely.

I worked through until seven when Paul picked me up and we drove to the gym. Friday and Sunday evenings are always quiet, so it was easy to get on all the kit I wanted. Feeling fit and springy, I went back to Paul’s for some dinner, and then we headed out again to the Army and Navy, which charged an extortionate

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