Bob's yer Uncle

Well actually, he's not my Uncle. He's my next door neighbour!....but he and his partner Edward, whom I shall blip another day, are becoming like family! They are like minded lushes who party late into the night and have fitted into our friends and family like well worn gloves.

We had our Christmas drinks party today (last night actually as this is a back-blip - I was a little too worse for wear to post this before now, so tomorrow's [today's!] may well be another shot later in the early hours of today!)...where was I?....oh yes, our Christmas drinks party, which seemed to go nicely. Lots of people unfortunately unable to make it by the time today came around, for various reasons, shame...but still had a good 30-40 people brave the cold night to travel, in some cases, long distance to embrace the holiday spirit.

We had decided to have a 'retro' party, not in dress code, in fare! So lots of cheese and pineapples on sticks, volovants, twiglets, potato 'chipsticks', egg finger sandwiches, stuffed cucumber slices, sausage rolls....you get the idea. I even found some Battenburg cake and Cream and Jam Swiss Roll. Worked very well we thought.

Anyhow, this is Bob. Lovely man.