The party was a lot of fun but it's a hell of a long way out in the middle of nowhere. When it finished at 11:30pm, there were some constraints on finding transport to get some of the diners back to their hotel.
We duly delivered the family with the dog to their hotel. It was weird having a dog's head overlooking me drive, as if it was saying, 'I know you've had a spot to drink so don't be thinking I haven't got my eye on you'.
Anyway, once the doggy people were gone, we drove for two hours to get home and crashed out like lizards on a rock, eternally thankful we don't have pets. At least, not living ones.
The picture we gave our hosts was a success - destined for their loo. And then after we'd gone we learned a calamity happened to the remaining guests which is worth a follow up cartoon. So watch this space.
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