. . .have a sleep-over party in a swish bachelor pad?
at five thirty in the morning the party girl's dad looses it!
(I'm amazed he made it to five thirty, if truth be told - but as you know, he is a very decent chap) (apparently he'd tucked them all in at one o'clock - way too early I said, when I heard the full story - and turned off the lights. . .) (apparently the popcorn maker melted) (apparently the chocolate fountain exploded all over the kitchen area) (apparently he remembered to move his sculpture and glass works, as I'd suggested, but forgot to move Middle One's collection of Star Wars Lego models) (MO was NOT happy) (apparently the floor was ankle deep in sweetie wrappers and squashed grapes) (apparently pizzas and chinese turned up and disappeared into the stomachs of the girls so quickly, XCH didn't even realise the food had arrived) (apparently they played a game he'd never heard of - based on Russian Roulette in the Deer Hunter - called Beer Hunter, but played with cans of coke if it's an eleven-year old's party: apparently this game is played with a tray of cans, everybody save one person goes out of the room and the one left shakes one of the cans up really really hard, and the the rest all come back in and take it in turns to open the cans under their chins. . .) (apparently the reason XCH eventually lost it was because the girls decamped from the suave and sophisticated living room over looking the river and decided to leave the apartment and play hide and seek around all thirteen stories of the building at five o'clock in the morning)
rather him than I. . .
Smallest Person (whose birthday is not for quite a while, I have to add) had a very, very good time
XCH is an eXcellent father