In an astonishing deviation from Meat Normality, I won't be requiring use of the dog-basket. We're heading back to Maisonette Kennette* in the evening, so we'll miss out on the late-night drinking, falling asleep in front of a DVD, leg-breakings and hot sausage action the next morning. Well, I say "miss out"...
*It's not actually a maisonette, but then again, she's not actually called Kennette either.