Is it not enough to have one house guest who is not very active and content to just watch tv? Oh no, tonight R is sleeping with me in my bed. I'd better be alert to groping hands. Actually, it might be quite nice to have a spoon in bed together.
It is Non Dreaded Nephew's partner's birthday and apparently the celebrations involve a very late night with a conclusion at an inner suburban northern venue called The Railway Hotel. Hippie Niece is joining them, but with five already sleeping on the floor for the night (that may well be the late morning) there is no room at the inn, so Hippie Niece will stay with us, arriving by taxi at who knows what time. R kindly gave up his bed and I am forced to accept R's company for the night in mine. Err, so I have kind of given up my bed too. I expect I may pass Hippie Niece at 5am when I get up for work as she is back here to sleep.
Hotel Highrise will officially close for a month beginning 25/08/15 when not so ill Brother Friend departs. No visitors welcome and no bookings taken. No social invitations accepted either. We really need to be bored for a few weeks.
Oh lordy, forgot about Brighton Antique Dealer's 80th birthday party next Friday at a posh place within a ten minute walk for home. It never ends.
I composed an sms to Dreaded Nephew but I won't send it. He won't want the old gay uncle texting him with old man advice. It goes with out saying that he would look after his sister and any friend. He is a good lad. 'Look after your sister tonight and see her home safely to here. Happy Birthday and best wishes to H for Monday.' We'll send H birthday wishes via Facebook on the day.