On Saturday I arrived in good time for an excellent turkey dinner party, hosted by my daring chef of a mother, patronised by some of the best people in the land, as you can see;
Oh dear. That’s a picture of pavlova! Why am I always taking pictures of pavlova? It’s like I can’t see a pavlova without reaching for my camera. But look at it – all gooey and creamy, with strawberries and chocolate and strawberries dipped in chocolate… oh dear indeed.
Here’s the party (at a considerably later time than the bright picture makes it look);
and here we are, Picture of the Day 77: the turkey diners;
-_- I didn’t get a picture of the dinner. And no, we didn’t eat the kookaburra. Great conversation, excellent food, and a fantastic night. Ten out of ten stars, would eat again. 😀 We also played a rather good game with two teams of three or four, involving toilet rolls and brushes, and a very silly idea of one person from each team having the toilet roll between their legs, the other having the toilet brush, and whoever has the toilet brush racing to their team mate, impaling the roll, and racing back to the starting line. All I learnt from this was that I would not make a good man. XD