Sunday lunch -- beauty!


In which Mike overeats

The lovely Sharon cooked. I have long been envious of her ability to rustle up a feast from nothing. Excelling herself in this instance, she somehow produced a light lunch for eight from just twenty chickens, eight pigs'-worth of sausages and about fifteen pounds of mash. Moreover, she's had her garden done up and I did enjoy the group photo of archæologists the other night so I thought we'd go for it again:



L to R -- back row: Aaronboy, Paulboy, Vanessabird, Shazbird; front row: Lindabird, Fridabird.

It was very nice food and I had big seconds which I finished about three hours after everyone else, and I put away a sizeable quantity of wine, and I fear for my ability to wake up in time for work tomorrow. With this in mind I have pre-positioned everything of which I anticipate I shall be in need in a small area of the kitchen and am hoping that this will enable me to undertake the complex task of providing myself with a commuter-mugful of coffee to imbibe on the way to work. If I can't, all may be lost for my projects. Sigh.

Posted: Sun - March 21, 2004 at 11:29 PM      


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