After dinner last night (tinned mince, naturally) decided had quite had enough of the flavourless substance, and settled on a liquid dessert from the drinks cabinet. No sooner had I poured for myself, Mrs Payne and other half said they would join me, and before long we were having a jolly time. Mrs Payne quite the drinker - said she had "something to forget", which escaped other half's attention, but will ask about later. Even dared to call her "Bitty", although even with sweetness of drink this still taken bitterly. Ended evening with disagreement and Mrs Payne saying,
"I don't know how you can put up with Robert's drinking, dear."
Thought this distinctly rough considering Mrs Payne had easily drunk more than me, but ignored comment all the same, other half said it was time for bed.