Stories? Or more Pie?
Sep. 8th, 2016 10:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
newlifeinstpaulI'm actually starting to write story ideas on a whiteboard so I don't forget to tell them.
There's one from this week and one from last you'd find especially rewarding.
BUT tomorrow I'm gonna work some overtime, then train (translation: another 13 miler) and I need to rest for that.
Between then and now...how 'bout some pie?
We took lots of INTERIOR shots of this shop in Bath, but none of the exterior.
Which is why we couldn't remember its name.
Pie was my idea. B wanted cake.
This one in particular.
I'd already started eating (translation: initiated my daily high-carb hour) when the angry driver demanded No Eating on the trip home. Which is why I went outside to finish.
Very. Quickly. Finish.
Not that I was the only one.
(B was inside the bus, since she kept her cake boxed)
But to quote Gordon Ramsay? Damn, what a shame.
There's one from this week and one from last you'd find especially rewarding.
BUT tomorrow I'm gonna work some overtime, then train (translation: another 13 miler) and I need to rest for that.
Between then and now...how 'bout some pie?
We took lots of INTERIOR shots of this shop in Bath, but none of the exterior.
Which is why we couldn't remember its name.
Pie was my idea. B wanted cake.
This one in particular.
I'd already started eating (translation: initiated my daily high-carb hour) when the angry driver demanded No Eating on the trip home. Which is why I went outside to finish.
Very. Quickly. Finish.
Not that I was the only one.
(B was inside the bus, since she kept her cake boxed)
But to quote Gordon Ramsay? Damn, what a shame.
