Hah! When it got to 10am, I went and knocked on the door. She answered with small child and all still in nighties...admitted it was still in her friend's car, and despatched female friend to extract it. My assumption ref drivers of VW Beetles being confirmed along the way 
Chatted nicely about the weather, the fact we had north facing gardens, etc. Soooo, definitely not her parents, and definitely no "whoops, I forgot to return it yesterday afternoon", just a quite brazen 'oh yes, we've still got it...' But it appears whilst she had the brass neck to snaffle it under false pretences- and clearly aimed to keep it- she hadn't quite got the cheek to retain it!
It was a lovely day overall, just so fabulous to be out, in our own garden, with DS playing with his football and sitting with Dada. It's not huge- it's the one real compromise we made with here (bar the sodding loft room) but it's big enough, and it's just so fab to have the outdoor space.
I dug out a number of small trees/shrubs, then planted out the 'skeleton' of the garden (and I knew you meant me mopsy, there's no other person with an uncontrolled addiction to plants
) so all the big shrubs/little tree, but still have a lot to do.
Will need to get the bloody outdoor tap working though....
Sounds like a FAR too civilised time faffin, no squirty cream and strippers? No enforced-all-wearing-crappy-outfits-which-include-suspenders? No projectile vomit? You're all far too classy!
Hop, have you made it through the day without inflicting any more home-made piercings?