We drank wine. Bitched about horror films and then it was time to go home. As I was leaving Kev gave me a copy of John Carpenter's The Thing on DVD. For no apparent reason. Like you do. Hmmm, friends are cool.
I feel sorry for Whizz, their cat. He has cystitis. The poor little lamb was wandering around the house crying. Every time he sat down he yelped. Bless.
