57:12 ... cheeky cockney hobbit-chefs ... where's Toby?

Get me with my Need To Know-style elliptical titling.

57:12 So two sundays ago was the Edinburgh 10k run. Me and a friend took part and and we both did really well. I was worried about not making it without having to walk, so I was really pleased to manage any time less than an hour. It was good fun and we spent the rest of the day walking around looking very pleased with ourselves. And why not?

Hobbits
Had friends to stay this weekend. It's the first bit of real hostery I've done, and I think the visitors survived. It was great fun and (with lots of help, and modulo salad-related errors of scale) I managed a recipe from scooter-riding midget Jamie Oliver's book Jamie's Kitchen. It turned out well and I'll be trying more of the recipes in future.

Where's the Baileylord?
Went to Stockbridge with the visitors and totally failed to see Toby in any of the fine food shops we perused. I was disappointed since I imagine him to spend his entire weekend standing around in the best foodmerchants talking high-class shop with the proprietors. Turns out he was in Burgundy, as if we couldn't have guessed.