Yes, 55 yesterday and feel about 85.
This is partly down to the fact I had a really hard physio workout Thursday which left me in a state where when I got home at about 10 am, I went to bed and didn't get up til 5pm. Then I went back to bed just after 9 and slept through til 7 this morning, a lot of sleep in 24 hours.
Had OBC, Val, welder, Pat and Irene over on Wednesday night for the birthday curry feast. Found out when OBC and Val arrived at my door looking like they'd been mugged, that the lift was out of order. Wally and crew found this out shortly after and mugged someone themselves, to help carry the beer up the six storeys worth of stairs. I don't know who the lad was, but he's on the 7th floor, so was coming this way anyway.
We had a really nice night and the curry went down well. Four different dishes and I hope all with different flavours.
When it comes to curry, I am my own worst critic and as I was tucking in to the chicken and tomato, I thought to myself, did I make this. I was utterly chuffed with the keema (minced lamb) and peas. As I was cooking it, I was less pleased and I will confess now, my secret ingredient was two teaspoons of mint sauce.
Dry potato with methi leaf came out particularly well, as I altered my cooking method, which really boosted the methi flavour.
I think the postman decided not to bother climbing the stairs, as I know there were birthday cards posted to me (one last Sunday) and yet I've had nothing.
I did have some lovely personalised tweets from celebs and media journalists I follow on Twitter, I'll screen cap them and post em here tomorrow.
One thing I found amusing, was the fact the welder just put small bird sized portions on his plate, because he's aware I tell everyone he eats everyone out of house and home. Then OBC noticed his paucity of curry and piled more on.
Because someone else insisted he tuck in, it was alright, and he found his second wind.
There was still tons left over, I tend to overcompensate when people come to eat.
Irene bought some really nice spicy meatballs which we had as starters along with the samosas I walked three miles in the wind and rain to get.
Depite enjoying making curry, I know I couldn't do it for a living. Lots of prep and very tiring. One meal and some physio and two days later I am still suffering. Better today than I was Thursday and Friday, but it still hurts just to move.
Old, old old that's what I am.
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