The conference finished with a good last day--everything was good, that is, except for the disappointing scone.

Back out to the back garden for a farago with lumps of charcoal that ended up with us turning on the grill in the kitchen. But it was all delicious, despite the lacklustre coals that just refused to light. Maybe we shouldn't have bought the cheap own-brand stuff? RP1 rescued the pyromaniacal part of the evening by throwing some wood on the smouldering coals.

Still haven't had a 99...