Jon's 30th Birthday Garden Party

Yesterday, it was the party to mark Jon's last day in his twenties. K and I walked to Skellingthorpe via The Monson Arms (well, you've got to try them all once). As we walked up Skelly Road, K came to the aid of a little girl who'd fallen off her bike and hurt her shoulder - I've married Florence Nightingale!

The party was in full swing by the time we got there. There was a croquet pitch (court / lawn / green ?) marked out and a barbecue set up for people to throw sausages on whenever they wanted. Jon had a couple of marquees housing the music and the food and everyone was sprawled on the grass drinking and chatting. The other part of the garden was a temporary campsite so, with no travel issues, there was no reason to not indulge!

There were many people in fancy dress so we were graced with Batman, Superman, the Incredible Hulk, Iron Man, a sumo wrestler, a couple of WAGS, several gringos, sundry pirates, Robin Hood and a Mexican 007. Typical night out in Skelly then.

As the beer and wine flowed a round of shoe golf was suggested. For those of you unfamiliar with this game - it involves flipping your shoe off the end of your foot towards a nominated post or tree. Martin is the creator of the game and he duly won the Skellingthorpe Open. Although, at the end of the day, shoe golf was the winner. It's a demonstration sport at the Beijing Olympics.

There was time for a few rounds of tequila cruda then the bottle was polished off with some riddlin' action. The tequila was followed by some Pimms riddlin' - how civilised! Once it was properly dark, Jon supervised the ceremonial lighting of the bonfire. It was carefully placed beneath a number of large overhanging trees. Apparently it was the Health and Safety Officer's day off but massed bush fires were avoided so all was well.

Shared a taxi home with a very drunk wag, hulk and iron man. Very funny evening all round. Thanks Jon and happy birthday!