thoughts at the end of Easter Monday..

Nathan and Hannah were sweet at the party. They were all over each other, but in a weird, Christian, non-sexual kind of way. Much nicer than the first time I went out with Hannah and her fella-of-the-time, when she was 15. She spent half the night with her hands on his trousers, and her tongue all the way down his throat to his anus.

Ted won the golf competition on the Wii. His putting was much better than it is in real life, which was a relief because I was worried Beryl might end up losing her crockery. He kept his cool, and his temper in check, and won about fifty quid in prize money from his children, (and me).
He also won the late-afternoon drunken competition to name the most boring thing you can do on Earth. I felt confident when I said “Watch Graeme Dott play Peter Ebdon at snooker” but Ted stole it with the late entry “Watch the House of Lords on television”

There may have been other competitions but I’m a bit too drunk to remember.

RC 25-4-11