Went shopping whilst Ally went for her sun-ray on Duckworth Lane. Went to the market. Paid £20 for the carpet (two weekly installments). I got a bus back to Duckworth Lane, met Ally and went to the Co-op and spent £17 on booze. Home at 3. Into a hot bath and prepared dinner. Lynn and Dave came at 7 - he was complaining of a sore throat. His eyes almost popped out of his head when I gave him a large whisky. Lynn was bubbly and bright but not as large as she should be (pregnant). David says that if the child is a girl (which I'm sure it will be) then they are thinking of Marigold. How nice. Sarah and Trevor came at 7:30 and we had pre-prandial drinks. Sarah sat next to Lynn and squealed with laughter. We ate at 8:30: seafood pancakes, beef in wine, jacket potatoes, sweetcorn, ratatouille, profiteroles and chocolate gateau. All washed down with inter-prandial drinks. David hit it off with Trevor. A successful evening followed by after-prandial drinks. At midnight Sarah was 30 years-old and we toasted her with something sparkling. For some time we fooled around with a shower cap and a plastic funnel, and sang around the piano, serenaded to Glen Campbell's 'Wichita Lineman'. Sarah was subdued, but who wouldn't be on reaching such a milestone? They left at 1 and we sat with Lynn and Dave until some unearthly hour. Dave had to screw the bunk beds together before they could sleep. Ally and I did the washing up and went to bed at about 4am.
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