Stuffed

Work was work. Much like Monday, but the Hippie was back to help.

In the evening I was taken out for dinner - delayed birthday treat - by Junior, his mum and her daughter. They chose a Chinese buffet place, which is probably the last thing I would have done.

Junior and his mum broke some kind of record for the number of plates cleared. My quasi-daughter picked at 1.5 plates. I was somewhere in between. 

Anyway, we all had some good laughs and we only manage to get together a couple of times a year, so it is quite precious.