.........tuppence a bag.......

Charlie and Aunty Ray-Ray (the Daughter) feeding the ducks at the fishing ponds.

Charlie was delivered to us at 10.00...the S & H was at work and YH went off to get her hair cut and pack the cases for their trip....tomorrow morning they're off for two weeks in Hong Kong to see YH's Dad, Angie and her new step-brother Malcolm.

The Boss and I have had the run around all day......trip to feed the ducks......playing....reading stories......trip to the supermarket.....feeding...more playing ...more stories until Charlie's parents returned just after 16.00.

We fed them and then we all set off to Paula and Mandy's joint 50th party......Charlotte was quite excited about the party....but she was a bit disappointed when she realised there was no jelly and no party bags......they left after about an hour....Charlie was dog-tired.

The party was a ceileidh....the Boss forced me onto the dance floor three times to be ordered about by some bloke...three steps to the left....promenade.....dozy doe...clap hands....some sort of polka apparently....then a thing called the lucky 7......then some prancing about in eights...round the outside....form an arch....new lead couple...........still at least it wasn't "The Gay Gordons" that would have done my street cred irreparable damage!

Back at midnight....the Daughter still out at the wedding she went to this afternoon....the others in bed....and me and the Boss strangely wide awake....I think we've gone past tired...through exhausted......flown over knackered....... and landed firmly in so f***ed we don't care any more.

We'll have to go to bed soon we have to be up at 8.00 to take the happy wanderers to the airport.

Das vidanya moy padruga.