I left the house extra-early to catch the bus for my journey to Villenave and the meeting this afternoon.
I was extra-early. My bus was extra-late. So I missed my connection and ended up coming back home, my tail between my legs.
Still, I consoled myself by making the last of the Christmas recipes I had planned for - a Chocolate Cheesecake, using mascarpone etc...
The digestive biscuits I had bought for my biscuit base had strangely disappeared, so I made a Chocolate Tart instead. More French, really.
It's an ill-wind that blows nobody any pud.