Disorganisation

Well, in the best tradition of international travel, it's 11pm ish on the night before I'm leaving and I haven't really done all my packing yet, I haven't finished eating dinner yet, and I'm a little bit tipsy (this in spite of swearing on Monday that I would never drink again, sigh). On the up side, I did just make some rather fantastic custard, but sadly the chocolate self-saucing pudding that my sister was in charge of seems to have gone awry (it seems to have self-sauced itself out of existence. I mean, there's a lot of sauce and not much else).