...the weekend with Helen and Bill, but where's the sun gone? I knew it would disappear as soon as I wiped the supermarket out of BBQ food.
James is off to the races today. He, Tom and Duncan are off for Ed's stag do, starting at the racecourse and ending up - well who knows where! Ed is the first of the very tight knit group to get married. They've been best friends since school and have always been there for each other. The wedding must be four weeks away and James and Dunc are sharing the role of best man, while Tom is an usher. Having known them all since they were mischievous little boys, it seems like the start of a new settling down era.
The pups were up early today, through no fault of their own, but disturbed by Charles's early bathroom trip. Anyway, it's not a problem as I had plenty of stuff to get on with, including a bit more haphazard baking as I'm still managing without scales.
Hopefully Helen and Bill will get here fairly early, so we can make the most of the day - even though that'll probably amount to sitting around drinking tea and coffee and having a good old moan about school (not me!) and pensions (still not me - I'm alright!!)

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