The weekend starts here

My weekend will go something like this:

Friday night

• Back to the shire for curry with dad and teenage siblings (haven’t seen them since before Chrimbo so lots of catching up to be done)
• Raid dad’s garage in bid to bolster my own personal wine supply

Saturday

• While back in the shire, visit Suicide Nan. She’s had a few self-inflicted brushes with death over the years and I haven’t visited for probably a year. Bad granddaughter! Still, I can’t say I’m looking forward to it and no doubt time will stand still while I’m there
• Catch up with big little brother. Haven’t seen him for yonks either so I may let him brew me a coffee
• Return to MK and rustle up a feast of drinks and nibbles ahead of the girls’ imminent arrival
• Eat, drink and be merry, and then give the dancefloor a hammering
• Drink water, go to bed and remember to take contact lenses out

 Sunday

• Wake up and take Nurofen
• Clear up Saturday night’s mess
• Trip to Ikea with Jen if we’re feeling sparkly enough
• Volleyball match in Wellingborough – and we have to win if we want to take home some silverware at the end of the season
• Collect secondhand cross trainer I’ve invested in in my attempt to improve fitness without leaving the house
• Try and assemble said cross trainer without losing my temper