After a nice lie-in with Jim, we went to a children's birthday party. Generally I consider these to be the functional pariahs of the social calender. I have been known to consider breaking my own ankle, merely to avoid spending more than a few minutes with a collection of sugar fuelled innocents, hell bent on a heady mixture of exuberant joy and whining tearful grief, often achieved by the same individuals at the same time.Well, this was a very different class of social gathering, in fact, I am mildly saddened to say, it was my own offspring who most closely resembled the denizens of jubilant fury that one generally associates with such gatherings, although not very. Even as the worst offenders they were veritable seraphim when held up beside the standard reveller at such events. In short, I actually rather enjoyed myself.
Unfortunately, due to a two o'clock appointment, Mike had to deliver my timber (air dried, so with a larger moisture content than kiln dried, but still suitable for my floor) at one, so My Lordship had to leave early. As a testament to either the excellence my own qualities as an irritant, my four girls stayed behind and were dropped off by the host later on.
Once the flooring is piled in my kitchen to season, we have a spot of luncheon and head on up to the Fore Street festival. To begin with we spent far too long watching The Pyrates with the kids [EDIT: according to the comments left, this is wrong! See Comments to learn the truth about the Mutineers!] and eventually wandered on, only to discover that the Pyrates were by far the best band playing, so we went down to Book cycle [My Lordship's note: damn! I forgot to collect my bike from the workshop!] and then homewards.
A quick spot of dinner and we took Dan's Mum out for a quick row down the canal.
All in all a perfect day.
Today has started equally as well, with some fabulous news. I weigh in at 190.4lbs, so I feel confident that I will be below my target weight within minutes.
I am having a poo
It is somewhat disconcerting to hear the sound of a 6 year old playing the electric keyboard at this time in the morning, but I weigh 189.3lbs, so all is well.
Today I am going down to Greenway to scrape barnacles off Peter Mitchell's folk boat with Tom and Big Jim (not my wife!) so I'd better get dressed and head off.
Sorry it was long and tedious, but it was a smashing day. My condolences to the McRae family also - I was unusually saddened by the news last night.