Hangin’ with the Nowlans

5 December 2005

Man, I’m going to be in trouble if I don’t write something here before I see Lauren next Tuesday. There’s already been threats and petrol bombs. Ok, I exaggerate. Just petrol bombs.

Suzy, Lauren and I are going to an oriental restaurant in Tonbridge to bathe in hoi sin sauce next Tuesday. As the restaurant offers a buffet of delicacies from Singapore, Thailand, India and China, we should be able to tick off a couple more countries on our culinary map. Not that we have a map. we should really get a map.

Yesterday, we went for a walk in Dunorlan Park with Sam’s family. Only, the timing depended on Darcie, who slept soundly for longer than usual, having been up late, schmoozing at her Nanny’s 50th birthday party. So off we set in the falling dark and returned a while later to the car park in the fallen dark.

I’d not been to Dunorlan Park before and it’s certainly somewhere I want to visit in, you know, like, daylight. There are inquisitive ducks, geese, moorhens and fewerhens, so I think a bit of bread and my D50 should mean some good photos. Unless a goose pecks my eye out or something. That wouldn’t be quite so good.

After our dusky trail, we returned to the Nowlan’s abode for expensive chocolate cake and quizzes from Jackie’s party the night before. Damn good cake.