9:00am-ish:
Nowt to do with Vicky's birthday.
Just to report that the first item for the 'office' has arrived this morning.
It's a box to store all our olde 7" singles in.
It's self-assembly - outrage!
Midday-ish:
On Vicky's birthday Vicky gets what Vicky wants so David gets to hone his exquisite skills with the frying pan and the George Foreman as he creates one of his signature Turkey Sausage, Egg and Mushroom sammidges.
Incredibly, Vicky has it without the mushrooms.
Sacrilege.
Mmmmmm, scrummy.
Vicky's verdict: a 19/20 if ever there was one.
Not a 20/20! David is gutted.
4:10pm and we've driven out to Holloways for afternoon tea.
It consists of far too many sammidges and far too many cakes.
The Food Police are circling outside but, luckily, it's a Tea Room Lock-in.
We're not gonna be able to finish all this Vic.
It's total carnage.
We're happy but defeated.
Holloways have provided us with a handy box to put the remaining cakes in.
That's David's supper accounted for then.
6:45pm-ish.
Nice evening walk along the river to walk-off the indulgences of the day.
Let's finish with a Birthday-selfie. Yay!
Birthday soundtrack?
Some peace and quiet please, Dave.
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