I have a new obsession.

My new obsession is something I think about with alarming regularity.
I find myself wanting to do it when I'm with friends, walking down the street or in the pub.
Mr M chastised me with alarm in his voice, when I started while we were driving to his parents for Easter Sunday lunch.
I can't wait for the bus and train rides to work in the morning now.

I apologise for sounding silly and obscure. But there is a temporary reason that I cannot tell you what it is.
Soon though.
And no, it's not Sudoku, ok.

Thankyou to all I saw and shared time with this long weekend. It was the first big social weekend I've had properly since Mardi Gras, and I enjoyed it all very much (yes, even the sunday lunch with the in-laws).