Sunday, 29/4/12.

Well, James did end up coming home last night  —  at 4:30am ;____;

So that slightly scuppered the biscuit-surprise, but screw it, I made them anyway, and other than being a bit floury they’re not bad for a first attempt. I’d post a picture but… I can’t be naffed.

We went out for a meal at the Crown earlier for Toni’s 50th (which is actually tomorrow, but we’re all be at work) and it was scrummy. Plus home-made lemon cake courtesy of Brenda. Why do grandma’s make such good cakes?! 

Tonight we’re just chilling. James is playing Trials and judging by the amount of swearing, it’s not going too well!