[I wrote a first draft of this journal post mid-December 2025, just before flying to Sevilla, and just realised now that I had not published it! Hence the bizarre title. As a weird coïncidence, this is the second post where I associate Knives out and guacamole… A post also served cold, then. And hopefully not stale!] 
Read the most recent Rankin’s Rebus (#25), Midnight and Blue, taking place in an Edinburgh jail, where Rebus
Managed to confuse guacamole with soup while cleaning my freezer from long-time, anonymous, residents, which made the guacamole sour if manageable (with another ancient resident of said freezer, some octopus tentacles!).
Watched the third film in the Benoît Blanc series (Knives out), Wake Up Dead Man. Which was agaaaain of a Cluedo style, with caricatures of all characters, except for the punching priest, who manages to save the (soul of the) story, putting Blanc and his mannerisms in the background. If not in the grave (which remains a central piece of the scenario, along the church!)
Cooked a variety of spicy stir-fries while staying at a Warwick maths house with Josh and Stan two weeks ago, Josh adding the sweet-potato pancakes, which made the mini-nans somewhat superfluous. The common colour theme came from abusing the curry dispenser. Also had a great 
Made heaps of fig preserve and jam (with honey, lemon, maybe too much lemon, and chia seeds) as our fig tree delivered an outstanding harvest, at the end of a particularly wet summer (even the tomatoes more than survived our three week absence!). And radish leave pesto (while waiting for my own radish harvest to come out). Also cooked an octopus for the first time, which proved much easier than I feared (no freezing, no beating, just a long enough boil) and delivering! And zucchini spaghetti every other day or so, since large late season zucchinis have now appeared in the local markets.
Watched the entire 
