Life for Lola

I'm feeling a trifle lacking today and feel quite ready to escape the harsh realities of life and find solace in drink. We are out tonight at Mr Clive and Mr Drew's. We are to have a firework 'do' - we have had a box of explosives on the top of our wardrobe for over a year and have decided to let them off tonight. The box was thick with dust but hopefully this will not effect the contents. Mind you the particularly hot summer may have rendered them 'tired', I shall set myself up for dissapointment that way I shall always be pleasantly surprised.

They should be ok, afterall, when they bring up old gallions from the seabed they find all sorts of things, gunpowder amongst them and they tend to be just as good as when the vessel went down. Perhaps I am not being historicaly accurate but can you blame me - Time Team is not what it used to be.