Meeeat Glorious Meat...

...plus some whiskey and trifle!

Yep - I was so energised writing about my stupid iPod that I almost forgot to post about our dubious success at the MEAT AUCTION. So, there we were, Thursday night, at our lovely local pub, the Greyhound (as you know), for the monthly comedy show -- MC'd by Nick, AKA Quizmaster Nick, who I think is getting to know us (a little at least - he seemed to remember our engagement...)

Anyway, in between the acts, Nick asks for stories from people who've had the worst day or month -- for a grand prize of some drinks and a very large bar of chocolate. Of course, after such a fun week with Mom, we couldn't possibly think of anything bad about the month, so of course couldn't win that competition. (Or, perhaps, for a laugh, and in the interest of competition only, Ashley did mention something about his mother-in-law staying with us for a week...)

In any case - we didn't win. However, my beloved betrothed just couldn't face leaving the pub empty handed -- and when the 'Meat Auction' started, he saw his chance. And yes, it's just like it sounds, an auction for meat. It only took about 5 minutes of frantic bidding, but he emerged victorious from battle, securing about £12 worth of meat for only £25!! Our lucky day... (hmm - maybe I'll try to keep Ashley from any auctions in the future...)

But no, it was a fun evening, and we'll be dining on this story for months. Literally...