Well yessdi, W's buthday, went OK.
1 1/2 hour's drive to the restaurant, (wish they'd move it a bit nearer!) but as always, really worth it.
Set off to come back, 10 mins later she pipes up, "Where's my bag?" fiddles around trying to find it. Pull over, not in car, turnaround, sho nuff she'd left it there.
The manager said he wanted to ring our mobiles but couldn't find a number! huh. Her phone was in that bag and mine was in the car but switched off as usual!!
Still, had a lovely day, she loves her pressies and from the book of French birds, in English, that her middle dottir got her she was able to identify the raptor that stood on top of the loggia railing and stared at her before popping off to catch its brekker. (Common Buzzard.)
Also bought her some jeweller's scales but forgot to get batts for them. Schoolboy error!
She loves the bible of gemstones.
So we got home and cracked open the champagne, figuratively speaking. Going shopping in a mo, batteries top of the list.
Hens have given us the first eggs of the season. Small as usual, Lovely to see though.
Have a lovely day folks!



