Earlier a small group of us were invited to a meeting room where champagne, strawberries and chunks of chocolate fudge brownies and/or(!) caramel slices were forced upon us.
A significant amount of forcing was (not) required.
And we were held captive until all of the champage had been disposed of.
This was Andy’s way of telling us that he has proposed and Caroline said yes.
Hic!
B.
Make sure you get an invite to the nuptials – initial signs are it should be a lovely spread.
Congrats to Andy and Caroline.
Bah! I’m peckish now. All there is in the fridge is some out of code homos. I mean humous. Bollocks.
Mya x
Hooray for Caroline and Andy!
Mya: You have bollocks in your fridge? Wow!
SG: I hope your head was not too muggy this morning. 🙂