Weeks on, I'm still finding party detritus. I just found a crisp in one of my pot plants. Whether this is a sign of a good party or a sign of great slatternliness on the part of the hostess is up for debate.

Incidentally, the mystery of the ruined chair thickens. Last night. Siobhan said "don't worry, I'm not going to break another chair" or something along these lines. And then immediately retracted the statement, saying it was just a terrible mistake. Terrible mistake or terrible confession? Maybe we'll never know.