Pooped!

I just can't take the pace anymore. A night out, a few glasses of wine and that's me done for.
I did get up reasonably early and went for a rainy walk with the dog. Then off to the pub for lunch. We'd booked 20 of us in for 1pm Sunday roast - pre ordered to help the restaurant out. Food finally arrived in front of us at 2pm by which time some of us were nearly sobbing. We were passed enjoying it by then - rubbish service.
The teenager and I flew home in the afternoon from Exeter leaving the panto performers and friends to finish off the day (and lunch). Apparently I fell asleep on the plane ...