Damn That Scotch!

I awoke this morning (barely) in a very ordinary state.
In attempting to reason why, I came up with the following - I had had about 5 hours sleep after drinking almost a litre of scotch.

Yep - I guess that would do it....

I had planned a nice day of nothing, until Dad rang up and invited us over for an impromptu BBQ. usually, these things appeal to me. Today....well....no.

The whole Peters clan was in residence, which meant screaming kids and loud sisters as well. These days make you appreciate what family really is. So many people have families that are spread to the four winds, and rarely get together for a full day. Ours all live within ten minutes of each other. In this respect, we can all count ourselves fortunate.
The afternoon was very pleasant. Winter was turning on one of her best days, and we all sat around talking and drinking (soft drink for me, thank you!)for four or five hours. What better way to spend a Sunday afternoon.

Off to bed early, with work in the morning, and the hope my health would return.