It's Saturday at half past midnight and we were wrong. Ben's at home asleep downstairs. Why anyone would want to read on a blog of all the chopping and changing about where Ben sleeps at night, I don't know. But I guess it gives you a feel for the fun and games of living life by the day and the hour. Yes, at about 8 tonight he messaged us to say he was fit enough and keen to sleep at home tonight. And with one friend dropping in there were moments of smiles and laughter around the table. Not common from Ben these days and much enjoyed by all. (But no: I'm afraid the chicken townhouse was back in the freezer so it was pasta and pizza for tea at the good latin hour of 10pm.)
Saturday, November 15, 2008
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3 comments:
Great to hear he was fit enough to go home and that he had a few laughs.
I'm quite enjoying the tales of the 'Chicken Townhouse' by the way:) 'Will it or won't it get eaten? We will have to find out next time...' :)
Thanks so much for all of the updates. It's comforting to hear what's happening.
can i ask what exactly is chicken townhouse? are they croutons on top?
Yes they are croutons. But wait... we're thinking of selling the recipe with the proceeds to cancer research. So we can't reveal all just yet.
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