I'm laid up and loving it.  That is to say, I appear to be faux-laid-up having, to my total embarrassment, perpetrated an elaborate fraud on my nearest and dearest.

I had a wee bit of oral surgery yesterday which I thought had the potential to be a whole big palaver.  So, readiness being all, I made provisions.  Lots of provisions.  Parsnip bisque. Check.  Boat-loads of good Greek yogurt. Check.  Lovely stone ground grits prepared with lashings of cream.  Check.