Friends of Caroline and Tommy are having a barbecue this evening. The very thought is making me drool in anticipation - Mr. Pavlov would be proud of me! Sausages, burgers, maybe a steak or two, all sizzling hot from the grill.
And then they dropped the bombshell..... Squeak and I AREN'T GOING. What a swizz. Well I hope they have a miserable time.