Home, Sweet Home

Friday, 24th October

The eurotrash descended tonight.  Eve, two Italian boys and a Rumanian girl joined us on our evening out to Le Madugou.   They turned up brandishing champagne, and balsamic sauces (not to be consumed together).  We polished off the champagne and a bottle of wine before going to supper, which doesn't augur well for an early start tomorrow.  However, we had a thoroughly good meal, and a laugh, and Troy arranged a little cake, to get my birthday celebrations off to an excellent start.

Saturday, 25th October

Up at five (four UK time) to clean the house before leaving.  Ugh, will definitely throw 70 Euros at the problem next time, but it didn't seem worth it just for a couple of days.  We had an uneventful, and frankly efficient journey back, landing at ten.  Troy gave me a lovely white crystal and silver pair of earrings and bracelet.  Now I have to rethink my outfit for the evening.  I spent the afternoon working, then got ready for dinner.  We had an amazing meal in the private room at Greenhouse, with apple bombs, beetroot cigars, oatmeal foam, turbot, avocado ice cream, quails egg with anchovy and caper, pigeon breast, and a million other lovely bits and pieces.  It was so good I even ate dessert.  Then they brought cake.  How they expected me to stuff that down too, I have no idea.  So we took it home in a box!

Everyone decamped to Manny's, and we had a great evening.

Sunday, 26th October

I am paying the price for a great evening.  I spent the afternoon in front of the workstation with my head thumping.  I couldn't face standing on the soggy touchline, and we were back to Manny's for more birthday celebrations. I have been given scented candles by four people, which is great because you can't have too many scented candles. Seriously.  And, bizarrely, nearly all my cards were pink.

Monday, 27th October

Mercifully I am not paying any prices this morning.  More staring at the workstation.  There are literally thousands of X-rays, dating back to January 2007, that need doing.  That should keep me out of mischief.  We are going back into The Woodman tonight, after nearly three years, to do the quiz.  Should be interesting.