Today we were visited by the family. As is our custom we spent the whole morning tidying the house. We were terrified by the doorbell three times thinking they'd turned up early to find it was only the postman, Jehovah Witnesses (my first set in Greenwich... will work on them next time when I'm not busy) and the gasman.
Being the wonderful host Jim is, we soon had piles of sandwiches, wraps, crisps, bicuits and profita rolls ready for Mum nd Beth's arrival.
After we'd polished off those we had a few drinks at the Ashburnham Arms, perused the market and had some drinks in Attitude at the Novotel (in the company of a Ghanan wedding party who looked absolutely fantastic). George and Tony finally appeared from a successful Millwall match, polished off a chicken and then everyone went home and we could relax one more.
This guy is so hot I thought I'd show another picture of him...