Well, it's been a few days since last I was here. Last weekend, we were invited to two parties. We went to the first one around 1 o'clock at Hazel and Barry's. It was to celebrate Barry's 60th birthday. It was buffet style food. We were around the first guests to arrive. We were met by Barry and Hazel along with his mother and sons with their ladies. Soon, the other guests started to arrive. They were Barry and Hazel's family from Essex, along with guests from all over the country, for example, there was a Spanish lass from Bolton, a couple from Leicester, some from Manchester, and some more from places I forget. We only found out that these non-family guests were all members of a group suffering from various forms of cancer, whom Barry had met after he found that he had the Big C. We had an enjoyable 4 hours with them and learned an awful lot, then we left to go to our next place.
We were invited to a barbeque at Nick and Lisa Farnell's. Nick plays darts in the same team as I do. The guest were all people we knew. After an initial drink, the blokes ended up going to the park to kick a football about...bad mistake, as far as I was concerned. I di ok for about 10 minutes, showing bits of classy stuff I remembered from my schooldays. Then it was downhill all the way. I was shattered. So I was put in goal, letting in about a dozen. When we sopped and headed back to Nick's house, I could hardly walk. My leg was threatening to seize up. But after a couple of Buds, I made an amazing recovery. It was nothing short of a miracle. We left to go home around 9 o'clock.
We got off the taxi and went down for a nightcap to the Bluebell pub, our local hostelry.
But we didn't stay long/ It had been a long day.
On Sunday, we didn't wake up until after 11 o'clock. My leg was extremely sore, so we didn't do much. We went down to the Sunday night quiz in the bluebell, came home around 11 o'clock and called it a day.
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