Cheeses and Whiskey!

That's what what I meant.

I am sitting here you lovely 0.5 of a reader, with a small plate in front of me with some fantastic Calvados flavored cheese on it, plus some whiskey flavoured cheese, some oat biscuits to go with, and a generous glass of JD.

Oh yes.

So far my day has stuck to the plan outlinded in my previous post. With a few pleasant suprises. The JD I am drinking was given to me by Jo, who really didn't need to get me anything but it was nice of her.

Thank you to all of you that sent me texts, even YOU who woke me up in revenge - you white rabbit chasing person you, and the misguided young woman that thought pictures of cute rodents/guins/hamsters - whateverthebloodyhell they were would make me jump with joy. But it all made me smile and feel happy. And YOU, yes you...The cute teddy bear E-card???

You callin' me a whimp! EH!

Thank you as well.

And all of you. Its touching. Not in a naughty "Gary Glitter" way, just in a nice way.

AAAAAAAAAAAAANY WAY.

Time to dress for dinner.

What?

Well yes, maybe there will be a certain amount of billowy shirtage,

What that? that is just a black pencil that Mrs F has just found for me. What? Well Yeeeeeeeeeees, it could, in theory be used to darken the area surrounding my eyes.

But for christs sake.

I'm 45 years old, do you think I would now, at my advanced age, get dressed up as a pirate JUST to get some use out of the black billowy shirt I purchased last time I was in Edinburgh.

Bah, you blogworld, misjudge me.

Ahem.

(Mrs F will be selling incriminating photos from 02.30 onwards, knowing her)

OH OH OH, Just remembered - Sarah made me a little Clay rattlesnake curled up on what looks like a giant lilly pad for my birthday, it has it's tail up and its tongue out and just under its head on said pad is a small brown lump, "Whats that sarah?" "Its a dead mouse!" - Dinner is served Mr Snake

I love her.