so farewell then, Mr and Mrs Scottish Dave....

Scottish Dave and Mrs S Dave were invited to their farewell dinner tonight, with Margaret and John and Mike and Hilary. Unfortunately my sense of timing let me down and we had the party without them; they have already left. Good menu though the whiting were horribly overcooked. Cheers to Msr Charlie for the sausages, and to the man at the 8 a 8 for recommending the raspberry tart. John, aka 'twinkletoes', has had a dubious op on his feet - gives a new meaning to accrocher ( this is a laborious pun on the french for hanging by hooks which is what artists do at vernisage days, varnishing days as was, which implies, possibly erroneously, that Johns foot is a work of art. But let it pass) Interesting though...