Father's Day so we were invited to Daughter's for lunch. She cooked and served up a delicious Jamaican feast: sweetcorn fritters, jerk chicken skewers, dirty fries and roti. Plus reggae rum punch. (Or without rum.)
All very yummy. Followed by mint rocky road made by GrandDaughter1. Also yummy. Then after all that food we walked it off across the golf course where who should we come across but Hugh Laurie!
Of course when I say, 'came across,' I meant we saw some filming happening and heard later that Hugh Laurie was directing a murder mystery and was there in person.
What we actually saw was:Back home relaxing I deliberately turned on the television for the Wales Italy football game so I could sing along with the national anthem, using my newly acquired knowledge.