Easter with the In-Laws

Yesterday afternoon was spent in the company of my in-laws. A deep low had set-in a few hours before and being someone that hates social events of any kind, I knew an enormous effort would have to be made. This was helped somewhat by half-a-bottle of brandy. Id decided beforehand that this was the only way I would get through the afternoon, and it worked.
Everyone had been expecting a BBQ - instead, we had a modest cold buffet - to everyone's disappointment I think. Nevertheless, it was pleasant and I spent much of the time in the garden trying desperately to look happy and interested in what was going on around me. I've worked quite hard at my technique and I think I've managed to hone it to perfection.
As the evening approached, I knew I had drunk too much. It doesn't effect me a great deal, I don't become silly in any way, just lethargic and a little unsteady. I don't think anyone had actually noticed to be honest. I think sensing my unease with social occasions, I'm normally left alone except for the obligatory hello's and goodbye's. I was fortunate to have attracted the attention of my brother-in-law's dogs so was able to give them some fuss and prevent them from getting to an Easter egg my son had found hidden in a bush.
As it became cooler, we headed inside where the subject had turned to photographs of my wife and her family dating back years. Always a source of amusement, this had us entertained for a while. Countryfile on the TV gave the cue for everyone to start making their excuses and soon we were loading ourselves into the car. My wife drove us home, something I'm not used to very much. She drives faster than me, but I didn't mind as I tried focussing on the scenery as it whizzed past us.
The evening was brief, I fell asleep from 8-9. So that was Easter. Note to self: Make it better next year.