Cooper

Today was my sisters 60th birthday. We were scheduled to attend the Ewoks house for dinner ... half six on the dot. At 6.00 my phone rings and it's her, the one that feeds the Ewok! Seems her Dad took a tumble and needed a stitch or two over his eye! Dear oh dear!

Dinner (a Beouf Bourguignon, no less!) was cancelled!

As I was supplying the wine, nought was lost. I loaded every last bottle into Fred's wagon ... the one that Grandad built him. We (the wine and I) trundled round the corner to my Sis. We decanted a bottle or three.

Not two hours later the hostess checks in! Dad's stiched, back in bed, dinner's back on!

How I managed to focus Cooper is beyond mr ... sorry, I mean 'me' ... 'beyond me' ... not 'mr'