Paddington and Housewarming

On Saturday I woke up around 8.30 to find Nicole absent and after a little bemused searching I found her in a hammock out back reading. How she jumped when I appeared next to her!

Julie and Gary got up a little later and we were treated to a fried breakfast.

Nicole had the idea of going to Paddington and exploring the quant-yet-trendy Latrobe Terrace where we've been a couple of times. When we got there, of course, Gary and I soon discovered that this was a window shopping trip by another name. We were taken round bathroom fitting shops, knick knack shops, clothes shops, etc. though nothing was actually bought, to my knowledge.

We rounded off the Paddington leg with coffee and cakes (and toast for me) at a coffee shop sum florist at the top of the road.

Then back home so Eloise could have a nap (I might have grabbed a little shuteye too).

Then we went out to Banyo where Fiona, a friend of Gary and Julie's from their days in Belize, was having a housewarming party. There were probably twenty people there. Eloise made friends with a little girl called Amber. When they weren't arguing they were cuddling. There was a certain amount of drunkenness occurring, and so it was quite good fun. Champagne was being consumed by the cart load, mostly by Fiona, who was doing a lot of cooking. The ceiling was thick with mosquitoes casting long shadows around the light fittings. We clapped away at them; my personal score was seven.

Time passed and we didn't get away until ten. Eloise was in fine form, exploring the house, liberating Listerine and Q-tips, breaking into bedrooms and generally making a nuisance of herself in an agreeable way. When the Carribean music came on she danced along with the inept dancing that was going on.