... The Dinner with The Lords

After a hectic Friday which included:

• enduring a two hour meeting about carpet
• enduring a stuff lunch celebrating various things to do with Devil's Advocate, Lord of the Small Fries, and Oz at which nobody but yours truly wished to stay beyond the appointed duration
• having to leave the after lunch cake to rush off and fix problems at another branch
• spending hours tracking down a faulty piece of equipment and getting everything back working
• staying late to run some regular upgrades

The universe finally decided to smile upon me in the form of a last minute dinner invitation from Lord of the Small Fries. Not being able to turn down a free dinner after such a day - or indeed ever - I left my work at a run (fast drive) and made my way into the deepest darkest South Eastern suburbs for the appetite appeasing appointment.

Upon arrival, after negotiating acceptance from the hounds, I was delighted to meet Mr Lord and also discover that the evening was to include free beer as well.

So good was the meal and company that I stayed all evening enjoying conversation, a truly impressive media centre, opportunities to be a hound pillow, and free beer.

Of course the universe cannot allow everything to go smoothly so my post-midnight return home was cursed with red traffic lights at every intersection and trains at every crossing.

Still, all in all, a fine way to finish of the week.
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