Oh dear

It is a bit of a gloomy morning. Mink has gone to the vet for an operation on his abscess and to have his teeth cleaned. I have a hideous hangover after our dinner last night, which is entirely my own fault. I drank far too much red wine and probably embarrassed myself hugely. I turn into a strange Bertie-Wooster-type character when I'm with people I don't know very well and I've had too much to drink. "Hello dear chap, let me freshen your beverage, what what, oh dear, I appear to have dropped my biscotti on the floor, whoops-a-daisy."