Fab Foodie
hanging-on in quiet desperation ...
- Location
- Kirton, Devon.
Don't know why...
Masked ball 'till one-ish with pals, 30 min walk home, dragged into the neigbours for a G&T, and a Glenfiddich, bed by 3.30am.
Woken by the Mrs at 10.30, head banging like a drum, paracetamol and a doze 'till 1.30pm. Just taken a 'Zero-Sport' hydration tab... am slowly coming back to life!
Mrs FF and her mum have got the rib of beef under control (I love those girls), the sun is in the sky, god's in his heaven and all's right with the world.
A belated 'Happy New Year' to all my cycber chums!
Here's to the 2010 season
Masked ball 'till one-ish with pals, 30 min walk home, dragged into the neigbours for a G&T, and a Glenfiddich, bed by 3.30am.
Woken by the Mrs at 10.30, head banging like a drum, paracetamol and a doze 'till 1.30pm. Just taken a 'Zero-Sport' hydration tab... am slowly coming back to life!
Mrs FF and her mum have got the rib of beef under control (I love those girls), the sun is in the sky, god's in his heaven and all's right with the world.
A belated 'Happy New Year' to all my cycber chums!

Here's to the 2010 season
