Forty thousand winks

Still large. No walking, no time. I have plodded the dogs but that's about it. I feel as though I could sleep for a year - too much good food and good wine and good times. I have people, people and more people coming and going and meeting and all eating. Perhaps they'd all like a nice long walk after their lunch, before their tea and then their dinner. I know I would, or maybe just a nice afternoon nap.