I went to whatever The Bulls Head at Mottram is called now. I drank my signature going out for dinner drink (campari and tonic) then alot of wine and champagne. It was lovely although strangely not filling. I can usually do 2 courses, to want to do 3 is quite rare (not cos I'm Karen Carpenter, more because I eat all quick like Homer Simpson so I get full fast.)
So after my spaghetti we move to a different table so Claire, Chris and Linds could smoke, we ask if we can order our desserts there. They bring us the menu, me and Claire decide to share a cheese board.
Time passes, the drink has all gone, we decide to go. I tell the waiter that although we ordered the desserts a while ago they hadnt come, it was ok but we had decided to leave.
Linds (who was sbber and driving) then informs me that we never actually ordered the desserts. Umm, that wiuld explain it. So I came back to the pub and, yes AGAIN put my R Kelly Trapped In The Closet dvd on the big screen. It was by request. I think I know all the words now
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