After an uneventful morning at the office, we staggered forth to lunch at the White Hart, where the Paddy's Day crowd overfilled the premises. Fortunately Romy cleverly found somewhere to sit, and grasping our first glass of Guinness, we submitted to the jolly Irish singing, our Chairman roaring out vigorously. Romy very kindly purchased a lunch of bacon, cabbage and mash with parsley sauce, off-diet but delicious.
After a bet at Cheltenham, we scarfed another half of Guinness before setting off to purchase a coffee machine for the office. This took some time. The girl in John Lewis was offhand to the point of rudeness, so we went to House of Fraser and immediately found what we were looking for. We shall set up the machine and order more coffee next Tuesday, so I can look forward to a decent drink in the office.
Message from my cleaner to say she was ill, so I told her not to bother to come this week and will see her next Thursday.
A quiet evening falling asleep in front of the telly with Kook.
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