Today was back at work, got away without the hangover which I so deserved to have suffered. Was very tired though, and catching up yesterday's work too, so it wasn't the most productive day ever. A quiet afternoon of reading and dozing and then out for Christmas dinner at the Carlton, organised by the lovely ceb. There were 22 of us in the end, and Jethro and Terri did themselves proud and produced great food, in good time, with lots of it, and service with a smile. A really lovely evening. And I even got three quid back from the four I fed into the quiz machine, bargain!
Tomorrow Peter has organised yet another lovely meal out, this time Tapas to celebrate his birthday. And Thursday I have a date with Mike, since we won't see each other over Christmas itself. I think for once we'll skip on the eating out. You can see why this time of year isn't great for slimming!