Pre-Chemo Beer and Curry

It was a good night for the pre-chemo beer and curry.

I knew that I would come in for a bit of stick and I wasn't disappointed.

The evening was lit up by the rather disappointing Chicken Tikka Masala that a few of the boys ordered, which apparently tasted of cheese.

There's a school of thought that says "If you order a Chicken Tikka Masala at an Indian restaurant then you get what you deserve".  But, more importantly it was the cue for "D.A. decorator" to slip into entertainer mode. He's a law unto himself and the antics are probably best left in the curry house.  Suffice to say that I spent a fair portion of my time with my body hurting from laughter, which is a refreshing change.

Thanks to everyone for coming, to Notoplip for organising and I believe that I have to thank D.A. Decorator in advance for organising my memorial dinner next year.  I eventually escaped his clutches (he's a big old lump) as he cuddled me outside the restaurant saying "I'm really going to miss you man".

There's no room for a weak psyche around this lot.

Anything past 9:30pm is hard work for me so I'm "cream-crackered" today, but cheered by the delivery of my tele and laptop. I am geared up for the next few months and looking forward to getting on with it.