This morning was spent in
a flurry of activity: with the fruits of our loin coming for dinner
we needed to get the living room tidy. Or if not tidy, at least under
control. A couple of hours effort reclaimed the room, and soon after
the family gathered. My grand-dogs were pleased to see each other (as
only boy dogs can be), but they soon lost interest in podgering
each other.
Seven of us sat down to
dinner: something new - a four bird roast. I quite liked it, but I
think we made far too much. But then we usually do. Dinner was washed
down with my latest home brew which was quite a nice drop of stout
(even if I do say so myself).
Feeling quite stuffed we
then sat down for a few hands of cards, a few games of "Downfall",
and some sitting in front of the telly. "Oliver Twist",
"The Borrowers", "Michael McIntyre",
"Ab Fab"... I dozed through the lot, periodically
waking and nodding off again. I think where I went wrong was having
some of the evening buffet: I was still stuffed from yesterday and
still I ate far too much.
I finally gave up and
went to bed about 1am.
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