Racing out the door at 17:05 hrs (5.05 pm).
3 of my daughters were sitting, chatting on the patio (porch), when I stopped mid stride -
"Arrrgh, forgot my nail polish".
"It's not important, just go and enjoy your night" commented one of the girls - so I did.
I picked up Josie and we headed for Sylvia Park shopping center for dinner.
I had a fantastic pulled lamb dish at "Casablanca", while she had the chicken kebab that had mashed potatoes with what looked like a peach sauce. I only know mine was fantastic but hers looked to be equally so.
After dinner and a glass of wine, we meandered over to "Birdie's" for a few drinks while looking forsome photo shots with my cheap phone camera (wishing my DSLR camera was hand bag sized).
We kind of ..... "had a few drinks" over a couple of hours and enjoyed light banter with the staff.
I was really in the mood for dancing, which I just don't ever do in boy mode, but without a dance floor, decided hold up the bar was a better option.
If only every night could be like this.
Eventually reality reclaimed us from this brief respite.
I went home showered, hopped into bed, cuddled up to the most amazing woman in the world and fell into a contented sleep.