I got to Wilderstead in good time, and pitched into cleaning up the building site and cabin. It was a big job. But then, I tried to start my generator, and I couldn't get it to fire up. Which meant no vacuuming. I had to be content with merely sweeping out the cabin, which leaves a lot of dust. Oh well, another day.
I hastened over to Fairfield to meet Anna and Brian and the boys at Jungle Jim's. Parking was crazy, and so was the crush inside. Hey, it was a Saturday in December at the Jungle, you know? All kinds of good things greeted us. But no boars' heads. They were temporarily out, so I need to go back over Wednesday. Aaaargh!
Oh well, I got to spend some good time with people I love. We ate at the Old Spaghetti Factory, and then I hit the road for home.
I took this pic at the Olive Bar in Jungle Jim's. Daniel loves olives and heaped up a whole container to munch on. James doesn't like olives, and his expression shows it.
Non disputandum de gustibus