On the last entry to this weblog, I made the whingey analogy that our lives at the moment are like running the closing stages of a marathon. If that is the case, and I wasn't just being a sook, then last Saturday we ran past the drinks stand. However, we didn't just take a gulp and then throw the cup like you see them do in the olympics, we skulled one down, had another, asked the volunteer if he had any beer instead of water and then got settled into a few while the other runners wen't on by.

Tara and Nicks engagement party was the venue of this drinks break, and any party that starts at 2 in the afternoon and goes until midnight rates as a good one in my book. There's something just wholesome about drinking, nibbling and talking crap with old friends for 10 solid hours.

Since I was so self involved in the three activities just mentioned, I didn't actually get many photos. I did however get this one of Nick holding the most important bit of the very delicious cake.


Nick with the most important bit of the cake 

Not much else going on really, except working, working on the house and planning the OS trip, which I am conciously not going into details about too much. You will hear all about it when the time comes...