So then – no one major thing standing out this week – has been a conglomeration of snapshotty small bits so here they come!<\/p>\n
Starting with the nice big one – we had Andy Morts staying with us for the week (rehearsing for yet another heinous opera thing that he always swears I'll like and that – sorry Andy – you know I avoid like the plague. One day you'll go back into musical theatre and I can cough up for some tickets at last..). Anyway – Andy & his lovely lady Kelly got engaged on New Year's Eve in Zermatt<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/strong> – aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh. The crazy fella seems to be trying to get hitched in August, no mean feat. Anyone with a spare enormous garden beware.<\/p>\n PS Andy – excellent houseboy-ing this week, you are a very well trained guest. Forcing you to buy me a filthy Right Wing Daily Torygraph periodical to go with my tea in bed was a gargantuan effort for you and jolly nice for me!<\/p>\n What else? Have slipped and slithered on the ice like all of us – fortunately being over 40 means I care not one small shit about looking like a frumpy old trout<\/span><\/strong><\/span><\/span> when wearing big bovver boots for our Turkish client meeting on thurs. The other 2 women were sporting nice black stilettos (hello????!!! ice rink out there!) and duly had a 'mare as I forced them over to the Foresters for lunch, solely to make my point and justify my own monster footwear. Ho ho ho.<\/p>\n Then had a top eve out on Fri with Hatch & Fitz, Morts, Rich & H<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/strong> – delighted that Hatch puked and I didn't. I may be old, but you have 2 kids and were over-excited at actually 'going out', so for once, I triumphed on the 'hold onto your supper' stakes.<\/p>\n Oh yes and Hawksey and I would like to announce a potential addition to our family<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span>.<\/span>…..!<\/p>\n <\/p>\n (scroll down)<\/p>\n (keep scrolling)<\/p>\n (you know you want to know more about this one, keep going!)<\/p>\n AS IF!<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span> <\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/blockquote>\n <\/p>\n You ever so hopeful (or more likely, incredulous) numpties – surely you didn't fall for that one? <\/p>\n We are indeed planning a wild extension.. but only to our kitchen<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/strong> in 2010. This is all that 40-somethings living in suburban Wimbledon can spring to, so hold your breath for a larger space to get drunk in with us, we look forward to wining & dining you a bit more later in the year! Sx <\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" So then – no one major thing standing out this week – has been a conglomeration of snapshotty small bits so here they come! Starting with the nice big one – we had Andy Morts staying with us for the week (rehearsing for yet another heinous opera thing that he always swears I'll like and […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1419","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"yoast_head":"\n\n
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