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it was a pretty good weekend, one of the best in a while, saurday was a big day of cooking panic and at 7 people turned up round ben's place Lou and I ran about the place cooking and blah blah blah. But it was good everyone arrived and we all were dressed in 1940s stuff. my waistcoat and pipe look was good but I was no RAF man I drank lots and smoked my pipe and gave knowing but distant looks across a crowded room. (I was in a graham Greene novel but no one else knew). We all sat down to eat and i faked some modesty. keeping a close eye on who wasn't clearing thier plates and who to have shot (twice). My food all went down well. So thats cool. and yeah pretty much from there on in everyone got pretty drunk and I had a pretty good converation with everyone. I should at this point point out it was 19 people yes I feel like a small dose of showing off and boasting. cooking for 19 is a bit tricky
Yeah Tom I hadn't seen in years is less sarcstic and has an ace girlfriend who is a doctor (that is a real job) and etc etc, but yes good night. no one had sex with anyone that might cause a fight, I wonder if we are growing up?

sunday ben lou and I watched the incredibles, and fed his goldfish felt a happy sence of hangover numbnes and confused pride and stupidity!

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