Retro flashbacks and birthdays...

You may recall my birthday present to the Boy. That was in fact given very prematurely on account of the good weather and a free weekend, but it's his actual birthday this monday. As the poor doc is launching into a week of nights today, his celebrations took the rather childlike form of a night's bowling at the hilarious Rowan's in Finsbury Park...

The food was divine...



The dress code exceedingly strict...



And as the drink flowed, my score went from a respectable 97 in game one to a completely abysmal 35 in game two...

I can't deny that tantrums ensued...