Friday, December 17, 2004
LG gets older
Another birthday, and the same Indian restaurant. This time there was the embarrassing singing Happy Birthday, and delivery of a cake with Happy 40th on it. We didn't think we could get away with Happy 21st.
Irritation. PC was left in charge of collecting the £20 from the dozen+ highly paid consultants around the table, and when the money was counted there was £40 too little. Everyone claimed to have paid. It makes you realise that PC could never make a career as a "distributor of social pharmaceuticals", and there was at least two people on the table who needed their pinky fingers chopped off.
A short drink next door, and then walk home. Sober.
