It's that time of year when we open our doors to the usual suspects. Noi's been up all night (at least I think she has - I'd been soundly asleep) involved in matters of a culinary nature. I'll be on hand to sample her productions and wield the camera in a vain attempt to capture the present moment.
All over bar the shouting - and the cleaning up. A good time had by all, I reckon, and certainly by myself. Pictorial evidence above.