Slainte

There'll be none of that Slainte nonsense today, there was quite enough of that yesterday.

In fact the effects of yesterday could only begin to be offset by a long dog walk and then a full fry up at The Golden Grain with Mrs Smith.

Later there was a food shop with Joe operating as my shopping assistant for payment of a bacon butty down at the Harbourside Cafe. Then we had six zombies round for dinner and now Eve has headed off into the night with them, "See you at 11pm" she shouted as she headed out, cue some hasty renegotiation and raised voices. The place has been so busy with kids coming and going that at one point I opened the door to an innocent trick or treating kid and told him just to come in and head up to Eve's room with the rest of them. Nobody knew who he was. At one point Mrs S was shouting at him to come in and he was getting more and more worried. Once I realised our mistake he was sent on his way with a jelly Frankenstein head and many apologies.