The 14 hours dinner party.

What was meant to be a civilised evening - dine, discuss and depart.
Started marvellously, everybody on time.
Despite any effort to drag people to the dining table, Eurovision and the weirdos on tv took our attention. And the degeneration started.
From attempting to throw a noodle to the ceiling to see if it was cooked.
And then Lady V arrived.
Wine increased the flow so that we danced for half hour to Miss American Pie.
Lovely...
9.15 am : Open the pinot gris darling.......
lady v, our new friend Ester and I were still chatting away.
Thank you all darlings for a wonderful evening.. ( and morning)