A Plague of Daughters

 I surface once again.

And indeed I am surfacing following a visit by The Magnificent M's three daughters. The occasion being that of middle daughter's 40th birthday, and M's slightly higher than 40th birthday. They were here for five days. We dropped them at the airport and immediately had to go to the supermarket to replenish our cupboards, fridge and freezer as they has gone through the kitchen like a swarm of locusts. Our wine stock has taken a beating but the economic forecast for the booze industry here has taken a marked upturn. But, despite this devastation, a good time was had by all. Even me. And that says a lot. It was helped though by Marj winning the family quiz on night one, (I was quizmaster), and I won the subsequent nights on my own with two of them per team. A timely reminder to the young whippersnappers that despite them thinking we will be gaga in the next few weeks, months at most, we can still face them down in questions of intellect. 4-0 to the Oldies!