Had a good evening last night, went round to see my new friends from Britain's Got Talent, Stavros Fatley and his boy Lardy Fatley. We have take-away souvlaki and some baklava all washed down with a glass or two (or three) of retsina.
Liz came and picked me up later in the Bentley but felt a little bit worse for wear and had to chunder into her handbag, didn't want chilli sauce stains on the white leather.
Really funny when the new guard at the front gate asked for her ID and she told him it was in her handbag. I told him to look at a stamp and he's soon see the likeness.
The Fatleys are over at us next weekend, think I'll get chef to cook up some kleftiko. Kate and Willy would like that...I think