Ann adjusts her scarf before tackling Cocktail in a Book |
With most of the children living far away and Edwin and Andre in Oxford, we celebrated a very quiet Father's Day last week: just Ann and I over a good meal she had prepared. Last night, Edwin and Andre compensated in style, taking us to Sakura, a brilliant Sushi restaurant in Bury. It was up to anything we had had in Japan, a lovely drawn-out meal with good wine and conversation. It only opened just before lockdowns, but has built a good reputation with many repeat visitors from far afield.
We left well satisfied, so walked in the cool air to let it settle. Except we were drawn into a Nightclub/Speakeasy bar down one of the little side streets. Bury-St-Edmunds is a remarkably lively town late at night, a place we oldies would never see without the boys leading us there. The Speakeasy, hidden downstairs, was still closed through staff shortages, but the bar upstairs was full and lively.
They had a stack of games including Perudo, which we played with noisy enthusiasm. Each player has their own dice cup and set of dice which are thrown in secret. There follows a round of gusty bluffing and bidding until someone calls a challenge. The loser of the challenge forfeits a dice, and the game continues until there is just one player - the winner. Edwin and I were out quickly, but Ann, with her perfect poker face for such games, battled gamely on until Andre just pipped her when each had one dice. Almost incidental to the dice game, we had cocktails - Ann's naturally hidden in a book, Andre's in a smoking fairy grotto, then back to the boys' for more drinks or - in my case - a simple tea. It was very late then, near half-past midnight, and though the boys could go on all night and Ann for another hour, I was exhaused and could only shuffle to the car to get home and crawl into bed.
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