Cocktails

I’ve finally fulfilled a long-held ambition, and now own the contents of a cocktail cabinet. And a shaker. And some horrid little cherry things.

Last night, you see, was something of a flat-warming bash, in the form of a terribly unsophisticated cocktail party (though the margaritas were quite good at one point, thanks in part to the amusing attendance of a genuine Spaniard who knows about such things). Also, thanks to my bemusingly-faithful friends Daniel and Mary, my curtains are finally up. Hurrah!

Home, sweet home.