Best Behaviour 12.02.07

Robbie went to a wedding today, not sure where, somewhere dangerously close to Wales I think. I wasn't really awake enough to check out the tie before he left, but it couldn't have been too alarming or I would have noticed. I did notice the unmistakable indication of the importance of the day - he wore shoes! Unfortunately he also wore his blue striped socks, the ones that he got married in, oh well I don't suppose I will ever change his fashion sense.

I am still sitting here with only the computer for company, wondering if the intrepid traveller will make it home before midnight. I was expecting him to be home fairly early in the evening but when I rang to see where he was he was still at the wedding and still eating - even then Mad Hatter's Tea Party didn't last that long. Robbie assured me that he was being good, but I have a horrible feeling that he was clearing everyone's plates fore them! You can't take him anywhere.