Sunday, 11 August 2013
So, today the boat owner and his wife arrived with a briefcase... of caviar. No, I will NOT ged-addah-town, I'm serious. I got handed an enormous gold and black bag with the most awesome iced brief case thingy, and there was a separate one for the smoked salmon. So, no pressure or anything, but could you please prepare some canopés and bring some champagne out, oh and we're quite famished, could we have dinner as soon as possible? Oh yay, they're baaaaack.
