Life for Lola

Had a bit of an evening last night, the ladyfriend and I went to Thatcham for Graham's birthday . Thatcham is very flat - well what I have seen of it anyway - nonetheless enjoyable for it though. Infact, it is a marvel and an example to town planners everywhere I'm sure. It was the ladyfriend's brother's 50th birthday party and we went to a very nice pub which was tastefully decorated but clearly managed by half wits. Had a fantastic time though, got a bit squiffy and feel very loathe to go on a walk which Mr Clive and Mr Drew have planned for us today. I'm hoping rain might stop play but unfortunately Mr Clive is built of stronger stuff which I am sure that those of you who have seen his picture will probably have suspected.