Madeira cake

Hey, Wal hope you read this one....

Just back from a golf tour with the Twickenham lads. We do two UK tours followed by an overseas trip and this weekend it was away to Madiera, 8 of us go and that gives us four football matches for the Dom something or other trophy.
Wally and Gino were victorious with Adam snatching the individual in dank and misty conditions on the last day.

The first night was a Sangria sesh with mega pizza and silly drinking games. Somehow I became Original for the evening based on some resemblance to a famous brand of toffee. Others had cricket based nicknames like Freddie and Beefy. The rest of the night is a bit of a blur.

Day one golf was up the top of a mountain. This is not unusually for Madiera as it's volcanic and has limited flat bits. The evening was fancy dress with a nautical theme. I went as a shark and felt a bit underdressed compared with Nelson, Hagar the horrible, Blackbeard and Roger the cabin boy. Seamen Staines also came along.

Day two golf was also up a mountain and was a prelude to cocktail night.
I can remember Majita's, Capeira's, Aperol Spritz and possibly a Jasmine. Campari was defo involved somewhere.
The evening then moved more into my comfort zone with Brandy Alexander and Irish coffee before finishing with Gin and tonic.
I have never drunk G & T and can't quite work out how it is a cocktail.Fines were involved so I just got on with it.

Last day was up the same mountain as day two and was spoilt a bit by low cloud cover, rain and a temperature drop. Still it did not stop the trophies being decided, a bit of scoff being consumed and then an interesting flight home with hurricane Othelia blowing us back quicker than expected.

All in all a great three days but I get home to find SWMBO has disappeared off to Tanzania to see if the rumour are true. Is dental charity work a bridge too far?

In at the deep end

SWMBO arrived back safely in London at the weekend after her second trip to Tanzania to help train dental nurses as part of the Bridge to Aid scheme. She was based in the NorthEast on this occasion which allowed her to see some of the Serengeti as she was transported there. Zebra, monkey's and wildebeest were in evidence, but whether one of them was Alice is still unclear.

We then hot foot it to Alexander's christening where the poor soul was submerged in a bath of freezing water by the minister. He was christened at the same Russian Orthodox church as his sister, by the same minister, and it was still hard to watch as this little body was thrown about in gay abandon. Her cousin Ava was looking on and wondering if she had the same fate in store when she comes to getting baptised.

The reception was in the Hole in the Wall in Chiswick and I regaled the gathering with stories of a fireworks party I attended at the same venue, many years ago, when a helicopter firework came adrift and shot into the bar severely burning on of the lady punters. Not nice. Doom Bar was £3.95 a pint. It's £2.80 in the local in Oxton Village!

SWMBO and I then departed for Scouseland leaving the girls to go to Legoland. On arriving home SWMBO was presented with her brand new redecorated bedroom which a friend of mine, Peter, and I had totally rebuild while she was away. She seemed to like it although there does not appear to be enough space for all her clothes to fit back into it, it seems like a clearout may be in order.

Strangely enough I found a rugby shirt from the Protea's club in Zimbabwe which the Wildebeest had given me years ago. Its funny how ends tie up sometime.