Light and hoppy is the order of the day. Formula 1 racing from Bahrein on huge TV sadly but good conversation. Came back to cake. Parliamentary candidates in cathedral this eve, followed by pizza. Daniel made me drink, Holly cake.
Kirk out
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Light and hoppy is the order of the day. Formula 1 racing from Bahrein on huge TV sadly but good conversation. Came back to cake. Parliamentary candidates in cathedral this eve, followed by pizza. Daniel made me drink, Holly cake.
Kirk out
Six o’clock and all’s – well, much twirly. I am somewhere in an outpost of Bleaurgh. Woke up at stupid o’clock and couldn’t sleep. No hangover, just sleeplessnessnessnessless.
Good time yesterday – tried several of their best “light and hoppy” ales at Leicester Beer festival. It was well-attended – busy but not horribly crowded; then afterwards we went to Mirch Marsala and had thali.
Yum.
Mark also had a good evening with Jan, Yvan and Some Other Bloke. Holly is about to go on her paper round.
!Yawn!
Apparently plans have been Afoot for Mother’s Day – but I’m not sure what they are.
No further thoughts. I have no thoughts.
PS Just about to pour tea when a cry comes:
“Mum! The chain’s come off my bike again!”
AAArgh
Kirk out