...and also to my mate Alan, George Clooney, Bob Seger, Tony Blair and if they were still alive Rudolph Valentino, Orson Welles and Sigmund Freud.
Blimey where to start. Already eaten nearly a whole packet of Montezuma's tiny tasty turtles, part of the mountain of chocolate Mosh bought me from my favourite chocolate shop. There's a slab of plain chocolate stuffed with whole brazils, after dinner chocolate dollops and my favourite, vegan truffles, to enjoy.
Got a great stash of other pressies including:
The latter works surprisingly well. In fact it's brilliant. Once I've copied it into my iTunes I'll post a track or two.
My surprise evening out is tickets for Seasick Steve which I'm very excited about as his last London gig had sold out. Then in a fit of spontaneity matched with good timing, Mosh found out that Gogol Bordello are playing London at the end of the month and booked tickets. (That takes this month's gig count up to three!).
To tickle my newly found meat taste buds I got:
First bottle of wine was polished off by 9.15am (gone into the slow roast lamb recipe rather than me), there's a couple of bottles of Cava chilling ready to make Kir Royale's in a bit. Overall, not a bad start to my *mumble* year.
* Mosh's French not mine. He did A-level, I scraped a grade 4 CSE