The night out with B&H was a bit of a late one and the weather was forecast to be dreadful for most of today. These two factors made it an easy decision to do bugger all very little today.
It was 30%'s Father's Birthday yesterday so we combined a Supermarket trip with a visit to offer belated birthday salutations. Coffee and Chocolate cake were consumed and much of the conversation revolved around gardens and the Chelsea Flower Show. We had a pleasant hour, or so, basking in their conservatory with occasional interruptions from passing thunder storms.
Back at home we kicked back and did very little other than remark upon the inaccuracy of the weather forecast.*
TP had spent the morning messing around on the Avon with a few of his mates in a borrowed boat. They all turned up in the early evening and settled down to a spot of light drinking with burgers and sausages to soak up the booze.
His friends are great fun and they seemed perfectly happy for 30% and I to join them for a drink and a bite and, trust me, they do not seem to apply additional filters to the conversation just because the grown ups are there.**
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* The doom mongers at the Met Office had started off forecasting biblical downpours for most of the day. This was scaled back to occasional storms by this morning and we actually only had a couple of showers with a spell of thunder in the evening. I'm not complaining. Both me and my back were grateful for a day away from the Vegetable Garden.
** We learnt that CNC does not just mean Computer Numerical Controlled milling processes!
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