Ok, ok, so I didn't realise that cubs would get soooooo overexcited about the sleepover at Dragon Hall. And I didn't expect to be outside in the dark in very cold weather until midnight in the garden trying to keep some sort of semblance of order. But it was fun anyway.
Not as much fun, however, as taking Christina home afterwards. Nearly to her house, we narrrowly avoided driving over a very drunk man crawling/rolling/sleeping in the road. We hauled him out of the road. Once on to the pavement he established a touchingly deep friendship with some fencing. Christina and I left him snuggling up to it, apologising to invisible people.