Saturday night's bbq was not the usual boisterous session, because our friends had a late change of plan that meant they couldn't stop overnight.
Well, you can't get elephant's* when one of the combatants has to drive home...
So, having no Sunday morning catering or bed-changing to do, we found ourselves with rare free time. I was able to compile some new music for the daily commute
and found a new sport to watch - women's beach volleyball**. Where
have I been?
What do they mean - there's very few spectators? That event looked pretty well attended. Although why one of the Brazilians was wearing her kacks inside out bemused me.
* Elephant's trunk - (very) contrived Mockney for drunk.
** Now
Zed'll comment that I'm a pervert for watching fit lady Olympians...
# posted by Mr.D. @ 8:37 AM
Drinking and Driving (but clearly not simultaneously)
