Aye Eye

Dear O'H, Lovely Tea Jenny & Eldest Mini Princess,

The Prince and I arrived at Fonab castle for a romantic birthday break.

It’s Burns night and just as we were getting ready for dinner, we could hear a piper playing outside. The Prince went to have look out the window but as he turned around, he whacked his eye on the window surround and it streamed for the rest of the night (and was very sore).

So our 9 course tasting menu was slightly overshadowed by ‘eyegate’. The restaurant was very sedate although there was a couple sitting a table next to us (one of whom was a bit squiffy) who seemed to be a good laugh. They were telling their waitress about a cocktail they’d loved in the bar earlier. “I know,” agreed the waitress, “and there’s a secret ingredient but the barman won’t tell me what it is.”

“Rohypnol,” deadpanned one of the guys.

“REALLY?” asked his husband after she had left the table.

Made us laugh.

C