Aghhhhh, I hope you don’t mind if I wish you a Happy New Year in extremely hushed tones, or better still, through the medium of mime this morning?
Although our New Years Eve was a sedate and quiet affair, Darrell’s cocktails proved to be, how shall I say, a lot more potent than the first few sips alluded. I vaguely remember finishing a
penal collided colander Pina Colada, but after that I am not even sure I was conscious when Big Ben chimed 2018 in.
Thank goodness Darrell did all his food prep yesterday afternoon and won’t need a great deal of help today, and, as our guests aren’t due till around 6 o’clock tonight, I think I have enough time to get some fresh air and “gird my loins” ……….
And Nigel and Darrell? ……….. They are absolutely full of the joys of the New Year and say I am just the lightest light weight they have ever known! What are they like?