Countdown to Greece

We visited our friends Tracey and Taff on Saturday. They are the couple who are getting married in Greece within the next few months. The party was really to celebrate their daughter's 4th birthday...but then they invited a lot of their mates who are going to the wedding too, so that everyone could at least meet up and know who we all are. Which was a very good plan.

What a bunch of complete and utter nice people. No qualms in saying that - we fit straight in, as the laughter lines which I discovered this morning in the mirror can testify to. It is always my biggest fear when there are those dead lulls in conversation when groups of people come together who don't know one another. This wasn't like that at all. And there was no need to feel uncomfortable at any stage during the visit. We stayed till after half ten, I think, when we eventually made our way home (only half an hour's drive, which is even better) and we were exhausted by laughing, eating and generally having such a good time. I am really please she invited us - we discovered that the one couple going to the wedding have a fear of: sand, water, bugs, the sea, open places, any drink that is not alcoholic, seen in public with no make-up...(for the wife, that is) so naturally the piss was taken royally out of them. It's a Greek ISLAND, for heaven's sake.

All in all, a fantastic time. Today we went to gym, took Sparrow for a looooooooong walk in the park, crashed on the couch. I slept and FG went online and tried to convince a friend of his in Scotland to send her daughter to military school as it's hormones have gone into overdrive. Waste of time. It's probably in the family way already. Can a fourteen year old go on benefits and get money to get its own home and money for the baby? Who needs a responsible life, eh?

Dinner is chilli con carne cooked for two and half hours. Yum!