Curry Karaoke

The weekend has flown by and has been very pleasant. James did his husbandly duty and brought me breakfast in bed both days, and this morning we had a Big Talk about future plans which I found very reassuring. What have I got done? Well, yesterday it was mainly housework; I gave the back room a deep clean and found it strangely satisfying. Then last night I was at a night out entitled "Curry Karaoke" which was a good laugh. My rendition of "I've got you babe" was truly dreadful. I'm not understating this, it was awful, but I didn't care! After our curry we were all singing and dancing for the rest of the evening. I was sensible though and left at about 11 p.m. because I know that I'm quite tired just now.
James and I went down to Troon for a walk this morning and had a tasty lunch at the Velvet Apple before heading home. It was cold but not too windy. The beach showed marks from the recent storms; huge piles of driftwood and seaweed up on the dunes, and litter bins and grit bins which must have been swept out to sea and then tossed back into the beach. I do like a bit of sea air, and I was further cheered by a warm and fragrant bath when I got home. After tea with Grandma we all watched the last instalment of Sherlock which I thought was very good; it was more "back to business" than the wedding episode which was a bit whimsical, and it had some nice twists and turns.