This weekend saw both Emma and Steve turn 35. A reason for a party if ever one were needed. Steve offered his house as the venue and the Walkers provided the catering.The theme for the night was cocktails and Steve and Sally had been busy preparing a number of deadly jugs of multi-coloured concoctions.
As they came round filling our glasses we had to guess the name, origin and ingredients of each. Obviously this was done under strict scientific conditions with no opportunity for cheating or collusion. Consequently I'm very proud to announce that Ross, Georgi, myself and Mrs Shep were the eventual winners with a score of something out of something bigger (the details are hazy).
The food came in the form or Clint's world famous chilli - it was already hot before someone accidentally dropped in a large portion of chilli flakes. After that, only me and my famous asbestos gob were still tucking in.
Not sure whether it was the chilli, the cocktails or the fact that he'd been on the pop since about 4pm but Nick was wobbling very early on in the evening. Steve B eventually gave him a lift home, this was much to Amy's relief as it didn't look like he'd be able to manage the walk.
Excellent party - thanks guys!
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