A shot in the dark
Another large breakfast, and then a walk to the sea for mum and I, giving us time to chat. Lorraine drove Pat, Maureen and Betty to the sea and we met them there. The sea slightly rough and lovely, and Beth and Pat bought a selection of seafood and tucked in. Then Mum and I wandered back home, and the others drove. Later we dropped Mum and Mas back at the station and, despite tube strikes, they made it home in one piece.
Something of a slow afternoon, feeling rather liverish. However after sleeping managed to rally enough to go out again. Off to Dawn's flat which was full of people, including half a dozen women of about 21 who were all insisting on games. The first of which was sliding a chocolate coin down from your forehead into your mouth without using your hands. Both Dawn and Lorraine rather accomplished at this. Then a game of Charades, which I'd never played before. Felt, in a grumpy-old-mannish way that I had strayed into an ice breaking game in some appalling business course. Naturally I got up and Charaded with the rest of them.
Then to The Eddy with Beth for drinks with Anton, Brian and Anna. The appalling Brian did his usual trick of buying shots just as everyone was leaving. A jolly good time though, and being in the Eddy with those three something of a Boxing Day tradition.
Below Pat and Beth, Pat's cheek bulging with whelks. Anna and I drinking a shot, Anton and Anna, and a slightly more respectable shot of me and Anna.
Another large breakfast, and then a walk to the sea for mum and I, giving us time to chat. Lorraine drove Pat, Maureen and Betty to the sea and we met them there. The sea slightly rough and lovely, and Beth and Pat bought a selection of seafood and tucked in. Then Mum and I wandered back home, and the others drove. Later we dropped Mum and Mas back at the station and, despite tube strikes, they made it home in one piece.
Something of a slow afternoon, feeling rather liverish. However after sleeping managed to rally enough to go out again. Off to Dawn's flat which was full of people, including half a dozen women of about 21 who were all insisting on games. The first of which was sliding a chocolate coin down from your forehead into your mouth without using your hands. Both Dawn and Lorraine rather accomplished at this. Then a game of Charades, which I'd never played before. Felt, in a grumpy-old-mannish way that I had strayed into an ice breaking game in some appalling business course. Naturally I got up and Charaded with the rest of them.
Then to The Eddy with Beth for drinks with Anton, Brian and Anna. The appalling Brian did his usual trick of buying shots just as everyone was leaving. A jolly good time though, and being in the Eddy with those three something of a Boxing Day tradition.
Below Pat and Beth, Pat's cheek bulging with whelks. Anna and I drinking a shot, Anton and Anna, and a slightly more respectable shot of me and Anna.
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