So my Mum came to visit last weekend which was lovely, although not so much a gastronomic feast as I had been hoping for as she refused to take me to any of the three michelin starred restaurants within spitting distance of our flat! I feel that as an only child I should be spoilt significantly more than this- I mean I didn’t even get a pony as a child!

However some non Michelin level but still damn good meals were enjoyed and we also went to go and see Julie & Julia which has me thinking of trying a similar project with the works of Elizabeth David – although maybe not as intense. If you do’t know Julia Child is sort of the American Delia/Elizabeth David, the icon of cookery for a country and Julie is a blogger who made it her mission to cook every meal in her ‘mastering the art of french cooking’ book in a year and write about it – more details here http://blogs.salon.com/0001399/2002/08/25.html and her current blog here http://juliepowell.blogspot.com/

I started at Profile Plus this week. So far pretty good – mostly PR admin stuff but it’s really good to be doing something again, hoping i’ll get to do some slightly more exciting stuff to do soon. Good to start getting to know a different set of clients and see how a different office works also I can see my flat from work, which is useful if I want to spot burglars!

Twitter has been in major crusading mode this week – and seems to be acting as a branch of the Guardian- I really fail to see why my lefty flatmates don’t like it- it’s like a socialist utopia. Anyway there was the Trafigura Carter-Ruck debacle of early in the week- which has just been brought to the wider public by a lovely Ian Hislop rant on HIGNFY . Biggest backfire of the week. Then today we have the Jan Moir article- which i’m not going to link to as I don’t want to give the Mail any-more hits- but which I have read Mr Dacre. Instead here is Charlie Brooker’s excellent riposte- which is far better than anything I could write  http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2009/oct/16/stephen-gately-jan-moir

Anyway, I bid you adieu right now as I  have run out of coherent thoughts

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