I've spent the evening at a rather tame 50th birthday party where I had to drive so survived on a very small gin and a very large bottle of fever tree aromatic tonic.
I have been drawn in to the latest 'what the fuck have they done to chocolate?' thread and have found myself spending £20 on an online chocolate shop run by the many times great grand son of the Cadbury founder. I hope it's nice.
There are some advantages to being divorced, no in-laws, and having no parents left. My brother and SIL (damn, an in-law) are visiting on Monday, which is nice but means I've been forced to do housework.
Child of 50th birthday friend is also Y11 and a few other guests also have DC from that year so no escape from GCSE result talk tonight. Mostly about whether we should lurk or go with them to pick up results and A level choices. Firmly avoiding potential grades. Finding out offers to the sixth form have varied quite a lot to externals depending on what subjects they've chosen. Less popular subjects seem to have lower offers to help boost class sizes.
Anyway, off to bed now, dreaming of Love Cocoa chocolate.