We met just before seven. Mulder and Scully had started their packing ready for their return home Thursday. The Gorse Fox had finished another book and the Silver Vixen had caught up on the newspapers. Our butler escorted us down to the Royal Grill and we took our seats overlooking the beach. The menu was not extensive, but it was very good. As we sat and deliberated, the wine waiter topped up the various wine glasses. As he stopped to fill one glass the second bottle on his tray toppled and the Gorse Fox ended up wearing pinot grigio or maybe sauvignon blanc for the rest of the meal. It was a good job it wasn't red wine. The waiter was apologetic but the Gorse Fox is not sure he realised just how much wine had tipped all over him. We didn't see much of that waiter for the rest of the evening.
When the meal was finished we headed for the terrace. The Gorse Fox diverted to our room to change as his polo shirt was still very damp. We then sat and chatted and listened to a very good live band as the staff laid our all of the goodies for 'chocolate night'.
We're meeting up with Mulder and Scully for breakfast and to see them off. It's a real shame to see them them go as they have been great company throughout the week and we've had an absolute blast.
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