Once more...

After what feels like an eternity of eating and drinking, I was thinking that I'd take a night off and see if I could get back to feeling normal.

But no.

As Dan returned to Kirkby Lonsdale by bus, he texted me to see if I fancied meeting him for a drink in The Royal Barn, and Abi was up for that, too. And by the time we'd had a couple of drinks, I didn't much fancy cooking, so we ventured 'round to The Orange Tree for dinner (which is where I took this hasty Blip).

And then we went back to the house, where I set up the projector screen, and we watched 'The Boat That Rocked', which was every bit as brilliant as I remembered it.

And, as I eventually hauled myself up to bed, I thought to myself that I was not sorry at all that I'd failed to have a less indulgent evening than planned; times like that with the kids are worth their weight in gold.