Chocolatt.

I called in to Meg's work after my own, to buy one or two wee gifts. She was busy making price labels. While I was there, I took a photo of the lavendar room, where you can drink your chocolate on rainy days. Instead of coming home with a kettle of hot chocolate today, she came home with Chocolatt, the movie, which plays most days on the screen in the shop. Today, it was images of Chagall' paintings that was on the screen. So we had a lovely evening with Juliette Binoche and Johnny Depp. Cathy has to work very hard to bring such sensitivities out in the South Islanders, but then so did the heroine in Le Chocolaterie.

Spook went out on his bike over the sticky woods and Finn, John and Sam went down to the lakeside to build a den.

We flew through our work in the cleaning world today. Sarsha only has about 3 weeks left so we will have to put a date on our dance off soon. How I managed to spend 10 months with Mary and, although I knew she danced twice a week, not know that she had done her ballet exams as a young girls and her jazz ones as a young woman, I've no idea. There is very little good stuff I have done, that I don't tell everyone about within the first week of knowing me - if not the first conversation! So now I have committed myself to dancing with a beautiful 25yr old Australian and an extremely well versed Kiwi. With the mung beans and alfalfa sprouts, there will be enough wind to propel me accross the room at high speed and everyone else out the door.

grateful for:

the beauty of Johnny Depp.

a yummy lasagne for tea.

a nice glass of red.