Don’t Need To Be Told Twice

Dear O'H dear and Lovely Tea Jenny,

We were invited to Kitty Cat and Marsh’s tonight but had to decline as I was working for a deployment. The expected finishing time was 9 -10 pm but unusually it all went so well that the release manager messaged at 8.15 to say we could go.

Within a minute, I was logged off, pulling on my shoes and calling Kitty Cat. The Prince and I were at their door 20 mins later armed with the essentials for a good night - booze and overexcitement.

Marsh is a hockey coach and had been on a kids (aged 12) hockey trip to York last week. There were a group of girls who had ended up in trouble as they had ‘rearranged’ their room into an obstacle course. The head coach asked if any of the other coaches knew anything about it. “No,” Marsh replied, neglecting to mention that in the restaurant the night before, he had spent a lot of the time laughing at the girls videos of themselves jumping off a wardrobe onto mattresses!

C