A few people have pointed out that rarely a blog post goes by without the mention of eating or drinking. What? I can't help it if I associate with people who enjoy food.
Anyway, today proved no exception to that rule when we went out to lunch with ten friends at The Pavilion - the best Chinese restaurant in the North East of England. And the world.
Anyway, today proved no exception to that rule when we went out to lunch with ten friends at The Pavilion - the best Chinese restaurant in the North East of England. And the world.
Mat - a cross between a French existentialist and Guy Fawkes.
Which wonderful Godparents could have bought Charity such a charming cheerleader outfit?
Having been categorised as troublemakers early on, we were given a private room out the back.
A happy, post-lunch crowd.
And then we decided to have a look at our stuff, currently residing in Mat's garage. Remind me again why we kept the fluffy purple fish-shaped bath pillow...
Snooker on the telly - it must be a Sunday afternoon in Britain.
Mat and his lovely girlfriend Alana. She approves of his dubious facial growth, apparently.
