So it was Mums 60th this weekend and we had a totally brilliant time!!
We started the celebrations at Eden Hall for a day of pampering................Mum spent the day being massaged and manicured and apart from a brief lesson is swimming technique for me from The Sister we all laid flat on our backs for the whole day only getting up to eat a marvellous 3 course lunch......................

We moved on to Sat Bains Restaurant in the evening for a fantastic 7 course meal with 5 rounds of the most beautiful tasting wine for me and The Sister. I managed to arrange a quick nosy in the kitchen for Mum............she reluctantly shuffled in mistakenly thinking we were in trouble after I tried to share a gag with the french waiter about the treacle sponge being "heavy"!!??!!......poor mum - I didn't understand why she looked so worried - but it was worth it in the end to meet this fine clever man. He didn't seem to mind me accusing him of wearing budgie smugglers at Dad's gym - what a star!!!!

The next day we got up early to prepare for dinner and spent a few stressful hours arranging for mum to be smuggled into Broadway for a surprise "My Movie" with some new and old friends................
The film choice was perfect and everybody loved it - especially Mum who was a bit giddy in the cinema which was lovely - a giddy 60-year-old-birthday-girl is just what we wanted and everybody agreed she doesn't look a day over 50 :-)
........we rushed home for a 3 course dinner which was based on the food we remember being cooked in childhood - prawn cocktail, chicken chasseur, rhubard fool, bread and butter pudding and pineapple fluff. This could have been tastier but a morning of illness and car-stress for me and The Sister did not help the cooking process. The Sister ran around sorting the car and tidying and cleaning and organising whilst I cooked like a crazy Muppet appearing on Ready Steady Cook.........and it was all OK in the end.


Poor Dad missed out on a major scale. George-commitments meant the most stimulating bit of his weekend was spending 3 hours re-ravelling the un-ravelled wool that Dobbie had decided to entertain himself with whilst we were out - Bad Dog! but everybody Loves Dobbie - he could eat next-doors cat and everybody would find it hilarious!
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