Just a mixer

We met friends over from the UK for the wedding of a sister of one of them. They said first we'd meet for lunch, but then told us they'd made a restaurant booking for 5:00 pm. That was okay, since it allowed us more time for catch-up (we hadn't seen them since Christmas). We were all very sensible, so I blipped this mixer bottle as being representative of how sensible we were.

We ate Greek (in the same place we went to at Christmas) and had a thoroughly enjoyable time. DART home afterwards.