Although little enthusiasm was shown for fish and chips on the grass, there was a rumbling of disappointment today when I said that the idea had fallen flat. So I’ve decided that on Wed 4th August, to celebrate my 60th birthday, we will have a ‘picnic’ on the grass. Which means we can have a natter and a bite of whatever you bring, and a drink of whatever you bring.
That was met with a feeling of enlightenment, however it was pointed out by Chi-sue (who is a master at pointing things out) that Friday people may not be able to attend so I suggested that we have another one on the Friday, which was met with increased fervour among certain parties (pun intended).
So are we up for it?