Slept until 12 noon and leapt up to do our weekend chores with haste to make up for our idleness. Whilst cleaning the car we heard the phone ringing and both exclaimed: 'It's Susan!', but no, it was cousin Jackie asking to come over for the afternoon with Barry. They arrived at about 2 and we sat talking about Easter, the royal family, and Northumberland. ____________. Jackie went off at about 4 to inject an ancient diabetic, and returned at 4:30 for dinner and cocktails. Lasagne and chips preceded by French onion soup. We discovered that our home made lemon wine has taken on a champagne-like fizz, and when mixed with a dash of gin and Advocaat, and decorated with a cocktail cherry, makes a delicious and highly intoxicating drink, so much so that the remainder of the evening is obscured and our movements clouded in mystery. We listened to Ella Fitzgerald and Elgar. They left at about 11 leaving us hungover, thirsty and groggy. A splendid 'spur of the moment' little party.
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