Owww, my head!

I'm still in recovery mode from the works do last night. You know, the nice meal that was very civilised? Well the food was lovely as was the company but we drank a fair bit! I know some of you won't be surprised at this, but I was! LOL

It started with a glass of Champers at one of local pubs where Mr M's work colleagues were having Chrissy drinks. They started at 3pm yesterday but thankfully I arrived at 5.45 in time for a quick one before going to the restaurant for dinner at 6pm. Then before dinner I had another glass of Champers before my boss went into wine ordering over load!
According to the bill we had 5 bottles of red and 1 bottle of white, that's one and a half bottles each. Plus we had a gorgeous shot of Limencello, like a lemon flavoured Grappa. That was stunning, and because I liked it I was given the spare one that was on the table. And I'm wondering why my head hurts!

My boss and his lovely wife also got me a beautiful Christmas present, a gift box of Crabtree & Evelyn's La Source. I'm looking forward to going through all the lotions and potions in that this weekend, and after all the drinking this week, I think my pour body could use a bit of nurturing. Even if it is only from the outside.

And we have another dinner to go to tonight.... friends of ours are going back to Perth for Christmas so we wanted to catch up before they left. I think by Saturday my body, or more specifically my liver, will be begging me for a rest.
Ah, it's all good fun and in the spirit of the festive season. Just watch out for those liquid spirits!

Though I think we should raise a glass tonight for a cricket legend who is departing the sport. The man with the bad taste in undies (yep, you've guessed it, Shane Warne) has announced his retirement :-( Typical, I just start getting into cricket as one of the characters is leaving. It's been interesting to see the responses on the News websites. Most people are sorry to see him leave but there are a fair few that have quite a distaste for Mr Warne and most of it was in regards to his personal exploits. Ok, so he's been a bit of a silly boy but that's part of his personal life and to be honest I really couldn't give a flying f... But that's what sells papers and magazines these days.

This has also jogged my memory of an article I read today about Posh Spice becoming an actress. I say becoming, because I don't think what she did in the Spice Girls film (whatever it was called) is worthy of being called acting. According to the report, Tom Cruise wants Posh to play an alien bride. Now I think that is an excellent piece of casting as it wouldn't require that much make up. Sorry, but in my personal opinion, I don't think the Posh is pretty, I don't even think she is remotely attractive. With her spindly frame and gaunt facial features I really do think that she could convince people that she's an alien. But what I find quite bizarre is that Mr Cruise thinks that she would be the perfect person for the role as he is impressed with her comic genius. Somehow I can't picture Posh as a comedienne, but perhaps she will prove us sceptics wrong. Perhaps.