A quiet weekend in Nottingham

It was a quiet weekend, just a birthday party, a cup final, a haircut and some tickets.

Chris had his 54th birthday bash BBQ. We started at about 7. The rain held off most of the evening as the dozen or so of us sat around chatting and making sure that the kids didn't get too near the hot charcoal. Sonia is starting to convince Rob that they are distant cousins. Lots of lovely grub and drink, then after we'd eaten all the food and drunk all the beer and wine, we all headed off to the pub to carry on. Think we left at about 11.45 (ish).

Woke up on Saturday morning with a sore head and the cambridge tickets in my wallet. There was a vague memory of Chris with a string of tickets about 7 ft long and him handing them out to the appropriate parties. Headed off to the weekly shop. While Sonia was doing the hunter gatherer bit I went for the head massage of a No2 haircut. Barber's "bangin' mix tape of happy house" was not quite what the doctor ordered...

Afternoon was spent texting Paul each time West Ham scored, but as a Liverpool fan he had the last laugh with their usual display of a late equaliser followed by victory in a penalty shoot out.