What a weekend! Firstly dropped off birthday cake for Mr Duggan's 60th party. Felt quite pleased with it - always tricky trying to make mini sculptures of people (you never know if they like their likeness), even harder when he's a naturist and they wanted a naked sculpture of him sunbathing. Never want to do anyone down, so had to guess appendage size, hope he was pleased. Debbie said she'd never handled anything so small.
Went to Martin's for dinner on Saturday night, I thought I was very well behaved given the temptation to criticise. He had worked very hard at tidying up the flat and the casserole smelt delicious, even the lemon syllabub dessert looked good. Not sure about the taste of either though - lamb was decidedly fatty and think she must have put half a bottle of spirit in the syllabub. At least she tried. Wasn't entirely certain about her attire, I thought the mini skirt was just a little too short for somebody of her age with such dimply thighs. Anyway the good news is she's going on a residential teacher training course for 2 weeks when we get back from our hols, so we'll see a lot more of Martin. I have so missed my nightly phone chats with him.
Yesterday caught up with the walking girls, it's been ages since I've been to any of our weekly walks/exercise/torture sessions. Set off over the fields at a cracking pace (still felt slightly delicate from the night before)and carried on into the village, where poor old Natalie slipped off the kurb and landed on her behind. Which wouldn't have been so bad but Carol (walking leader) shouted (I thought just a little too loudly) "Good job there's plenty of coverage on your backside girl otherwise that might have hurt" Ooooh what a cow!
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