Summary
THE hot sun of the day held the promise of a warm and balmy evening and so we planned to enjoy dinner al fresco.
I spent part of my lunch break lugging my late mother's treasured dining table from its storage place under the stairs and into our compact and bijou garden. Before returning to work I resisted the temptation to watch the gripping lunchtime episode of Neighbours and instead dressed the table with a rather smart tablecloth, place mats and some fancy napkins.See the full content of this document
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Fiddly Food Is Off the Menu
Our finest wine glasses were washed and carefully set aside ready to be charged with a full-bodied Malbec from Argentina, of which I'm sure my wine connoisseur colleague Neil Cammies would approve. (It ha...
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