Sphynx

Another late night desperation bunny blip.  This maybe shows Piper's double chin a bit better than previous efforts.

Very busy day.  Up early to try and make it look like the house is fairly clean, then cooking, baking, and chivying until our friends arrived for lunch.  Mr B was cooking the main event (roast lamb, etc) and I have to confess that I was a little stressed when the (huge) lamb joint still wasn't in the oven at 11.45 - for a 1pm lunch...  It was a little rare....

Mr B was doing the lunch as he felt I was better qualified to do the pre-lunch chatting over fizz and nibbles than he was, and the bits that only I can do (Yorkshires, mint sauce, apple pie, custard) could all be done in advance, so that worked ok.

Anyway, a lovely afternoon.  They're a family who are willing to talk in English a bit - so Mr B is not left out - and who share his interest in music so he likes having them over.  We talked a lot about the gig that I'm trying to set up down here and got some good advice about songs that would make the locals go crazy.  We covered feminism and gender words, Mr B told a jewish joke (the firecracker one for when I want to remember), and the afternoon slipped away in a haze of fine claret, cheese and chocolate.

Predictably, once they had gone and the bomb site of a kitchen had been restored to something like normality, no-one had much energy for anything.  CarbBoy foraged exclusively beige foods for his dinner, and the rest of us just slobbed in front of Modern Family.