Would have been infinitely better than last night. Against my wishes I had to attend a garden party held by one of SWiMBO's zumba friends.
Being in the countryside going anywhere means a road trip, in this case the friend lived 24 miles from us, but as I had been nominated the driver! I had to pick up other friends from another village 7 miles in the opposite direction
We arrived at 6.30 aft telling swimbo we weren't staying late. It started with a rain shower so I was damp Tshirt and shorts, then the wind picked up chilling me to the bone. Meanwhile swimbo and friends began to drink. 8pm another heavier shower so I was soaked, but hey everyone else had had a few to drink by now so no worries
I sat shivering with a bloke I had never met before while a group of 60 women hooped and hollered to zumba and line dancing music. My life had become a misery a total abject misery.
On our way home 6 hours later!
swimbo and the other two in the car fell asleep
This morning I'm up at 6-45 and its still raining, she is snoring so I take the dog for a walk and get wet all over again. Now its just 11am here and the lady of the house has finally woken and her first words?
"Where's my coffee"
The things us blokes do for a quiet life.