Dan I drove drove up to Port Perry and touted around town then went to the Nutty Choclatier for Ice cream strolled down the street towards the lake to sit in the shade of the Park ,which is lovely there, Plenty of shade all the benches are situated in the blazing sun however.Turned round and made our way up again, went into a little shop I frequent and picked up a great shot of the Coliseum on a stretcher frame looks like a huge post card ..Fab....and a Sunny dull mustard colored impish face that looks Romanesque that is winking he was the only boy face the others were woman.
Called Peg and asked if its all right if drop in-our way out of town,.Gracious as always , stayed just a little over an hour ,cool beers and had a nice visit even a few blissful moments of toes in the pool while Mr. D admired Mr. N's new mountain all terrain bike.
Home to make dinner for mom, got the BBq going set the table and then put the salmon on and meat for me and mom when Serena came down to inform us that a bird was flying in our hall up stairs how the hell it got in I have no idea, had to have been when some left the front door ajar to put something in the garage.
Mr. D caught in a towel and set it free no cigarette just the blindfold.
At last the grill was once again going and dinner was served I went to remove a piece of food from Mr. D's plate which had a small piece of frittata on it and ended up spilling his glass of red wine which dripped through the tiles of the table in to my shoes.
Mr. D went into the house mumbling some very rude things and I went to wash my shoes.
When we both got back mom had finished her dinner and announced it had been very exciting , and that to Mr. D spilled wine means good fortune but spilled oil is bad omen.
Dinner although not involving a Mr. Poitier or Spencer Tracy and Ms. Hepburn certainly had a lot to Drama to it.
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