THE GREAT MULLARD MAGIC BLOG — perikon

It was with a sense of dread that I received an invite to a dinner party from an eminent scientific ex-colleague of mine.   Although I "love her to bits" in a one to one situation, (NO that isn't a euphemism for something salacious!!!!) her dinner parties can be a bit of an ordeal.   Anyhow, we accepted and come the fateful evening out we set.    The amuse - bouche (hint- pretentious canapés that didn't come from Kwik-Save) were hard, tasteless and filled by a miser, the pre-dinner conversation was about as turgidly painful as my attempts to hold...