The plan was to visit a great mate of ours who lived in a village in the sticks on the way home. His wife had organised a surprise birthday party for him. We would call in for a cuppa.
Arrived outside his house which was secured like Fort Knox. No sign of life. Phoned - no reply. He's avoiding us maybe?
Perhaps we're too early Off for an ice cream, that wasted 45 minutes. Back outside the house. Still no sign of them and no phone reply .
He'd scarpered. This was the pattern for that day - the wrong day!