Carolyn and I went out for a meal and a drink last night. It was 29th February, but she forgot to seize the opportunity. Her loss.
There was a big birthday party at the table next to ours, with balloons saying 60 and 15. It took us about three hours to realise that they referred to the same chap, who was in the process of receiving an inflated-fairy-gram.
Don't ask.
