An incredibly late night
after a serious overload of ale had me asleep untiil 7am this
morning. I woke and lay for an hour listening to everyone else
snoring. Periodically I would fart, which would give "My Boy
TM" a fit of the giggles whilst he was
pretending to still be asleep.
We got up shortly after
8am, and after a cuppa and a Belgian wash we wandered down the road
to the cafe for a fry-up. Whenever I've had far too much to drink
the night before I always find a Full English geets me going again.
It did today.
We came back to my
brother's house, and after a quick game of Yabba-Dabba-Darts (don't
ask) we came home. I do like going away, but I do like coming
home afterwards.
Everyone else went to
their home to sleep, I made my way to Chilham where I caught up with
the now traditional Sunday geo-expedition. Having been to some places
I've already done during the morning, this afternoon we wandered
found a relatively new geo-series in Chilham.
We found the lot; mostly
through geo-brilliance, but in a couple of cases through pot luck.
And rather unusually for us lately we were home by 6pm.
"Furry Face TM"
had his bath. I say " had his bath"; "was
bathed" is probably a better description of what happened.
"er indoors TM" boiled up a rather
good but of tea and I set the washing machine to do battle with my
smalls. I had this idea to get going with the laundry, but I instead
kept dozing off during the evening. I wish I didn't do that...
I hope I feel better in
the morning.
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