Hair of the cat

Well we don’t have a dog ... Actually it wasn’t too bad as mornings after the night before go. I had a surprisingly productive day. I’ve discovered that you don’t get hangovers once you turn sixty. A little bonus, up there with free prescriptions and a senior persons railcard.

Went to Maud’s for an eight person supper tonight. Fab evening. Another night of rolling into bed at 2am (at least I was sober tonight ... designated driver).