Oh crap, my pav's gone spack!

The Head retires after 19 years service at our school at the end of this academic year. To celebrate, they've planned a series of (get this!) FOUR events to farewell her. And of course, the Music department features heavily at pretty much well all of them. So the first one is tomorrow, its an informal event, basically its a bring a dish thing, with members of the Music department and anyone else who plays an instrument providing live entertainment. Anyway, I was volunteered by ASS (the "After School Social" committee) to do two things - play sax, and provide a pavlova. So, here I am, on a Thursday night, diligently making my pav (and from scratch too, I might add!). I happily load the pav up in the oven, it's looking good, oven humming along nicely - but I forgot that if you use a fan-forced oven you have to cook at like 10 degrees less or something. So, now I have a pav that's gone completely spack! It looks like a white cow pat. Imagine me rocking up tomorrow to the do, hi everyone, here's my traditional Australian dish - ta da! The cow pat...! Would go down well, wouldn't it? It's so bad I can't even bring myself to look upon it any more, let alone post a photo of it on my blog for everyone to see my shame. Which is why I now find myself at 11pm on a school night making another one. Only this time I fortunately found a pavlova magic at the back of the cupboard... Fingers crossed this one works...