Janet And John Dine Al Fresco ...

[sunny-dave]

... but first John must fumigate the gazebo.

It's a lovely evening and Janet wants to have it outdoors (dinner that is).

Given the state of her legs (see threads ad nauseam) John thinks it must be inside the mosquito netted gazebo - but even that seems to have some of the whiny little b'stards inside it.

So far John has deployed a can of Raid, three insecticidal candles and more joss sticks than a festival full of hippies could dream of.

The patio now smells like a 1970s squat - it just needs a smelly sheepskin coat and a visit from the Drugs Squad for the recreation to be perfect.

Dinner is in the oven - but may yet be eaten indoors ... the Alentejo Red is, however, slipping down a treat.

Saúde!

[tonyav]

I have often been accused of having tunnel vision, Dave.

[tonyav]

Brut, Yilly ;-)

[gness]

Crikey, Pasta....if only...... :-(

Splashed it all over did you, Tony?...x

[tonyav]

Blimey pasta, anyone that wore one of those would look like Neil out of the young ones.

[Tilly2]

Not Brut!

[tonyav]

Splashed it all over did you, Tony?...x

Only when necessary, gness ;-)

[Tilly2]

I bet that stung!

[Tilly2]

....and stank!