Black Lace

Very excited about this evening as Tony is coming over later with his sister and an old friend of ours Duncan Blackhorn. Dunc used to do the sound with Black Lace some twenty odd years ago. He's a Yorkshire man through and through, very funny, sharp and a lot of fun to be around. Tony's bought in a crate of lager and I'm doing some nibbly bits (tho I'm not sure how far a loaf of bread and four tins of tuna will stretch). Mrs N said she might come over and give me a hand as I am still incapacitated sure she'll be able to whip something up. I've been trying to get some sun on my deathly white skin all morning and tho its baking outside I'm still looking rather lardy. I might wash off the factor 50. Wonder if Dunc still has his mullet?