I reluctantly went round to a friend's house for dinner, despite being late, tired and grumpy. Mrs Gordy is away, so I nearly called the whole thing off in preference to a Billy-No-Mates evening in front of the TV.
But I'm now back at home - stuffed full of cottage pie, plus seconds, plus lots of wine and I'm still laughing at one of the stories.
Friends are good for you.
Hic