The Football Fanatic went to the match this afternoon and has not returned. She is currently celebrating a four-nil victory in an Italian restaurant before moving on to an Irish bar. I have spent a large part of the evening praying that there is not a repeat of last week's fiasco, when at an 'All you can eat Indian Buffet' she finally had her plate removed by the waiters on the grounds that she had taken advantage of their offer.
No, I'm not kidding.
The Singer, The Fixer and The Noise went to my mother's house for the afternoon and have phoned to say that they are staying the night. So, that leaves me and The Peacemaker, and even she's downstairs playing on the Wii.
It's a one player game.
So, here I am, Billy No-Mates, sitting at the computer with nothing but a bag of Liquorice Allsorts for company. I don't particularly like Liquorice Allsorts, but you may remember that I have given up chocolate for Lent. I think the idea of replacing the sacrifice with something else is probably cheating, but I am too fed-up to care.
Anyway, in an attempt to lighten my mood, I have been flicking through my extensive collection of retro graphics, and I found some familiar faces:
Jennie's working on another doll:
RC seems happy in her work (but I don't like the look of that man coming down the path)
Liz is showing off her new bookshelves:
I even found one of the Father of This Lot:
(Actually, this is a pretty good likeness. I wonder if he modelled for it in a previous life?)
It's amazing how bored you can get on a Saturday night.