So Saturday morning I says to Himself, “Why don’t we buy a barbeque and invite a few people over?” I figured at that late stage most people would have their Saturday night plans sorted. All this time while we sat at home, being all domesticated, convinced all our peers were out raving it up, it turns out they’re all looking for stuff to do too. All jokes aside though it was great to have everyone over to see the new place and I think everyone was well fed: we cooked up lamb kebabs (big thanks to KH for helping make them), mediterranean cous cous salad (the recipe for which is no longer on the BBC website since they dickied it up) and the ubiquitous chocolate fudge dolled up with some strawberries and cream. Himself has just arrived home from London so I gotta go…
It will all make sense