heaven hide your eyes, heaven's eyes will never dry

well party went ok appart from some excessive drinkage on a couple of parts and the inability of anyone to not spill twice as much as they drank. still not tidied properly. the kitchen looks like the olive wars of 1754.

thanks to everyone for the food and booze - we managed quite an impressive spread - amazed there was virtually nothing apart from the aforementioned olives left.

had a stressful week. hoping its going to wind down into easy street for a couple of days now. am cooking some chicken drumsticks for tomorrows trip to bolton abbey (and the strid - I love the strid!) and then I'm off to the beer festival and the phono with vixen and co.