The girls are coming round tonight for a meal and a few drinks while David takes the boys out for a curry and some male bonding. I think we've got the better deal - it's peeing down out there and there's no chance of us bumping into boozed up lads in search of the perfect kebab in our comfy, newly decorated dining room.
So, Chez Moi ce soir.....the cast list: me, Charlie, Saskia, Eliza, Bea, Lydia, Janey, and Marjorie.
The menu....."nibbles", Roast Chicken with Lemon, Tarragon and Black Pepper with rocket and herb leaf salad and Jersey Royal new potatoes and to follow a Berry Pavolova: strawberries, raspberries, blueberries and extra thick double cream (pause to wipe dribble from keyboard)
The conversation topics*: men, babies, family, organic vegetables, skin care regime, forthcoming holidays to Mexico/Maldives/Bognor, sex, divorce, shopping and the stresses of employing an au pair that has stopped eating you out of house and home and has discovered expensive pampering treatments and is now encouraging local youths to hang around the circular driveway dropping chip papers.
Am off to scrap my potatoes......