With the table laid and Tarmal keeping a watchful eye over it I began to prepare the last of the evenings fare.
As always I seemed to have made enough for a small army I get a little enthusiastic when cooking, my guests actually asked if others were joining us when they saw how much there was.
The soup was a hit, although very filling indeed, a meal in itself!
After dinner I was instructed to sit, to relax while the dishes were washed, what a treat.
Putting my feet up I sat and chatted as my kitchen returned to a state of order.
Sharing good food and conversation with two special people, what more could a girl ask for?
A spot of air guitar perhaps!
The forgotten salad, I discovered I had failed to remember to take it out with the main course, although we were all so full I doubt whether we would have eaten much of it anyway.
Snuggling on the settee after my guests had left I breathed in the nurturing energy that radiated throughout the house, a comfortable pulse of harmony pulsated through me, easing me into a peaceful sleep.............