Friday, 31 January 2014
From Beaminster to Carcassonne, it's time to go home.
All I was aware of was the low buzz of conversation, I was totally engrossed with my writing, 30,000 words to be exact. It's the first time I have ever been able to completely feel free to write. I hadn't realised it could be so relaxing, therapeutic and bring such freedom.
But it's time to go home, for home is where the heart is and although a small part of my heart is here the voice in my head is urging me back. I've achieved what I set out to do and now it's time to move on.
I'm thrilled to be taking back a copy of Recipes from Le Vieux Four, The Secret Culinary Adventures of a Dorset Pastry Chef which is my friends brilliant first cookbook. Available directly from Le Vieux Four it's going to prove a wonderful source of inspiration. Whilst I have been here I have been delighted to have met up with old friends, frequent a few old haunts and lay a few ghosts to rest.
And for once, just once, the words have flowed more freely than the wine !!