Ship Shape

We packed away the Margheritas, the Naughtiness on the Beach, the Peach Belinis, the Moscow Mules, the Sixty Nine Slings, and left everything Ship Shape and in perfect order this morning before heading home.

I feel a definate need to be on dry land for the remainder of the week.

It was a delight to find a big bag of freshly picked damsons on my doorstep. Seems I've got some jam to look forward to making tomorrow. Tonight however, I just need to sleep, soberly, in my own bed.

The Party's over and I'm not feeling old in the slightest.