Addict until proven innocent..

Boots the chemist will no longer sell citric acid over the counter..  So in addition to being given shifty looks, you also get turned away to pursue your sordid business elsewhere, thankyou.

Luckily for me, Lloyds Pharmacy just up the road doesn’t care if you’re a junkie or a WI member (or both, or neither..), and I was able to obtain all the ingredients and equipment for tomorrows elderflower and rose products extravaganza…

if only it came in ecru..

I suppose I shall start this not even alive yet collection of gibber and nonsense with a mini rant regarding templates.

I’m not knocking them, oh no. I’d just like to come to the realisation that they are utterly pointless. It’s a bit like gambling, I suppose. The next one I find will be perfect, and it will save me a marvellous amount of time that I can use to do other marvellous things. This never ever happens. I find a template that is almost like something I would want.. then I spend hours and hours swearing at the obtuse markup, changing all the colours, re-jigging the design and recreating all the images. This is happening right now.

I’m just addicted to the idea of an easylife(tm).