St george's day

The pub up the road is having a party. The daddy took little e out on his smart-trike to have a look when they got home this evening. Little e thought it looked so good he cried when the daddy would not let him play on the bouncy castle.

Anyway, it's 5hours later and gone 11 o'clock. The live band is still playing loud enough to drown out my i-pod pillow and i'm wondering how to get to sleep.

My fabulous boyfriend pointed out they must be playing british music tonight.
"english you mean" i said,
"you would have thought so on st georges day, but i definitely heard them playing the steriophonics earlier" he commented.
"so much for a quiet village location"