Plans

I’ve persuaded Ted to do an all-night SuperBowl sit-in with me on Sunday. He’s put so much effort into converting me to different sports that I thought I’d return the favour and Get Him Into Gridiron.
Beryl, obviously, thinks it’s a bad idea for him to be up all night ‘at his age and with his medical history’ but, also obviously, she’ll be providing us with enough food and drink to last a fortnight. “If he’s going without sleep I want him over-nourished” she said, so she’s spending most of the weekend cooking quiches, sausage rolls and shortcakes, and on Sunday she’s making some soup and flasks of decaf coffee. Bless her..
I asked Philippa to join us but she said something about ‘having to get up for work the next day as I’m not a layabout loafer like you.” There was more, but I’d tuned out by then.
We’re having another double date with Hannah and Nathan tomorrow. Off to see ‘The King’s Speech’ then bringing an Indian back to ours.
No jokes please - I mean we’re getting a takeaway.
Have a good weekend.

RC 4-2-11