What have us crazy kids been up to then?  Friday night was a classic poker night and yummy dinner chez Rayfield(s), Flook(s), Pinless(sisisis) et Clements(sisis) (much silliness ensued).  Matt fell through his chair, Mark spilt wine down his shirt (we won’t mention the trousers), I officially suck at Poker and Karen now owns the middle east in Poker chips.  Other than that it was a thoroughly civilised affair!  I arrived feeling like a guest of honour as Indi and Charlie ran out of the door in their PJs to give me a big hug, closely followed by Gabriel who simply announced, “What you doin’ ‘ere?”  CRASH.  Ah well….

So at around 2am as we crawled into bed, we suddenly remembered that Simon and Sam (JT’s bro and his girlfriend) were coming up for coffee in a few hours time to go to a wedding and the house looked like world war three.  This resulted in us getting up early and cleaning the entire house!!  Ouch.  Simon and Sam came and went and we crashed out for most of the rest of the day.  In the evening we popped out for a brief drink with my friend Tom for his birthday.  Somehow he ended up with a plastic rat on his shoulder.?!

Today I have been very tired - my body has hit holiday mode and at 4am this morning my IBS said “HELLO!  I’M BACK!  Not that I left, just decided to remind you of my ferocity.”  And there it stayed until this evening when I decided to beat it to a pulp with a curry.  It will either cure me or kill me so just awaiting the verdict really.

Tomorrow we are hoping to enquire about some cars!  Never a dull moment.