A bad influence

James and Shirley and the kids dropped in for the night on their way to Cornwall.
As always we started drinking pretty early and had more than is usual.
I'm not complaining. I can blame James for the excesses and the headaches - and he can blame me if he wishes.
Mutual decadence is the way to go.
And look at the state of those glasses. I blame the olives.
Have a great holiday!