Falling

The family descended on the Dakota at Eurocentral for sunday lunch and a very pleasant time was had by all. For such a cool and self-consciously hip venue, they coped admirably with a sizable number of under-fives, a rare skill for restaurants in my experience.

Anyway, having been off the demon drink for Lent, I dived with gay abandon off the wagon and made serious inroads into a rather nice merlot and some Czech lager I'd never heard of. And then there was the bottle of chablis chilling in the fridge when I got home...

Then - too late - I remembered I've got to go to work tomorrow.

B*gger.

PS amidst all the day's confectionery overload and other excesses, it's worth taking a moment to remember what we're celebrating...