Friday Evening
Get home to find I had no money meaning I had to drive the 4 miles to the nearest cash machine. Traffic was terrible through Cudworth so it took me half an hour. Then to cap it all off, G-the-Human-Dog collared me as I was putting the car away. I eventually got to the pub an hour late but it didn’t feel right so I didn’t enjoy my pint on Friday. Later I joined the wife at her sisters for a Chinese meal which went down well. This was then followed by a mad dash home and a manic tidy up session in preparation for Saturday.

Saturday

I cooked the biggest pot of chilli I’ve ever cooked and inspite of it’s volume I still managed to make a bloody damn fine chilli if I say so myself. Roasted sausages supplemented the fine feast we laid on. Steph-from-Cardiff arrived shortly after 2:45pm and Scott had arrived by 3 (Scott is now living in Crofton which is about 6 miles away from Brierley) so Scott and I adjourned to the Three Horse Shoes for beer. Unfortunately Stuey also joined us so conversation was hard and bigotry the order of the day (Stuey is the wife’s mum’s bloke and he has opinions straight out of the 1970’s).

Back at the house Jim arrived with Becky by 4pm and the party began. A miniature firework display and copious amounts of alcohol later, we were joined by Cleavor-The-Magnificent, Claire and Cleavor’s 9 year old daughter Sophie. So we played some games. We started with DVD Bullseye, moved on to Chinese Whispers (all the whispers got turned into something rude) and rounded off with some alcohol fueled alphabet games. By 2am we were all knackered so the general consensus was to head off to bed.

Sunday

The biggest breakfast ever was washed down with fine teas and slowly but surely one by one of our house guests went their merry way. All agreed a splendid time was had. To round the day off we subjected Steph-from-Cardiff to Millions over pizza and lemon meringue pie. Great 😀

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The other persons orange always looks more juicy. You can sneak a bite when they are not looking, but unless you wipe away the juice from your chin, you’ll end up getting into a sticky mess.