Wonderview: yes, I do make chocolates. It diverts my attention when characters, both fictional and breathing are distracting me from my writing. Also great stress therapy, but I hardly ever eat them. Thirty minutes are a nice steady pace.
Onto another subject: I took a really crazy/big step today and looked up an old teacher of mine. He taught me when I was aged between ten and twelve (fourth to sixth class), whatever grade that is for you. He was a huge influence on my writing, simply because he believed strongly in the beauty of English language. Literature was important, of course, but he always told us that to appreciate literature, you have to enjoy language and conversation first. That stuck with me and still does.
Anyway, when I put his name in the search engine and an image came up and I just thought that's got to be him, thirty years older. So, I sent him a polite email.
I think I am mad, but all he can do is ignore it or reply.
John's not here tomorrow. He's visiting his villainous mother. I may be able to write.
Talk to you guys in a few hours, no doubt.