One minute and counting. Where’s my muse? Gone. It’s had vegan choc cake, been giggling with friends, crying with friends …but where’s the muse. In the oven with the chick pea balls? In the fridge with the carrot salad? On the front stoop where my friend is having a ciggie…. Muse, oh muse. I am not amused. But hey, a few words for the first shot…. hmmmmm now where shall I go. Heading into hour two. Well here goes……