Yesterday, I made a mess. I participated in Sonya’s seminar, as she demonstrated her part in Guerilla Gastronomy. I was sat down with a pair of latex/vinyl gloves, a pair of safety goggles and a cardboard box placed carefully on a sheet of greaseproof paper. On opening the box I found instructions to make eton mess (so had to remove goggles to read instructions with glasses on and then replace them) Also in the box was a meringue, and a toffee hammer (hence goggles) to smash it with, a strawberry, to squish with my hands and a small tub of cream and a whisk. I then had to mix it all together and eat it with my fingers. It was delicious, and a curiously sensuous thing to be doing in front of an audience.
On the home front. I’m still stitching. But I’m impatiently waiting for my next recording session. I can’t wait to hear how this next song gets licked into shape. I’m hoping it might be in a good enough state to play at my January assessment.
My research quilt is getting stuffed with interesting stories of childhood adventures, I could do with a few tales of parental stress to add a bit of balance now. and as I watch other people presenting their research to the group I become increasingly worried that it’s a bit basic, low-brow and twee. I’ll be presenting it to the group next Wednesday… so time will tell.
