Stuffed

Eating out again.

This time brunch. A friend's 60th birthday party. Good crowd. Mixture of old friends and new faces.

The concept was 10.30 am for Sekt. Then a buffet breakfast at 11. After that, a buffet lunch at 1. Siesta about 4.  Not for wimps.

The venue was the Ingolstadt Golf Club. Nice. Strange for me. I played the game until I was about 15. My Dad was an addict. I've been to half the golf clubs in Scotland, or so it seems.

Of course they are all stuffy, old places. Full of boring old f@rts. The Ingolstadt one is modern, bright and spacious. It must be a fair weather sport here - no golfers to be seen in the 4.5 hours we were there.

Well, I Blipped it. Probably they have a rule against that, knowing golf clubs.