This weekend's indulgence was a crisp apple tart from here
... writing a book!
Not really, well sort of. I'm not one of those tortured souls who lives to write, scribbling frantically at 3am. But when the mood takes me I love to fill pages, scratching away with my trusty 2B.
I have an excellent daydream where one day I'll post my story off to a publisher whereupon they'll beg me to sign a contract for a squillion dollars. I'll buy a cottage and live a simple life, writing, fishing, cooking and jetting off to Los Angeles every so often. I'll appear on the Ellen Show, where she'll stand in open mouthed wonder as I dance the audience into a frenzy. I'll also stalk Ewen MacGregor (I have a squillion dollars I can afford the court costs).
Rest easy though Ew baby... my book writing is alot like my exercise regime, often thought of but rarely undertaken!