That's Lisa on the left. My Mum doesn't look that good.
If you think we all look a bit pale and thin in that photo, it's because (a) you need a sight test, and (b) we'd been waiting more than an hour for Pizza Hut to deliver our gourmet birthday feast. In the end I insisted we all pose for a photo because I was worried that if the food was delayed much longer, we'd have to draw lots and start eating each other. It's hard enough getting my Dad out of his study, never mind the oven.
Lisa, Amelie and I drove over to St Leonards on Thursday evening through the first of this week's blizzards, which shows the lengths we're prepared to go to for a bit of party food. There's every chance we could be snowed in here until Christmas, but the good news is my Mum's got three freezers and they're all full. Or they were when we arrived. I've spent the past forty-eight hours gritting my teeth and clearing a path through the ice cream.
But I'm not the only one helping out in the kitchen. In the kind of self-sacrificial act rarely seen amongst today's younger generation, Amelie kindly offered to decorate her Grandma's birthday cake with crystalised fruit...
I make that seven in her mouth and about ten on the cake, which I'm putting down as a net win.
Anyhoo, with only thirty years to go until my Mum gets a telegram from William and Kate (and tickets to see Cliff Richard in concert), she's showing no signs of slowing down. Which is handy, because neither is Amelie. And let's face it, we only really come here for the free babysitting. She's even agreed to keep Chloe until the new year. I just need to persuade her to have Lisa, and I'll be laughing.
4 comments:
I like that ' gritting my teeth' one. Must remember it.
Unless the Council start gritting our road, we shall ALL be staying here till the New Year - at least!
I wish I had a bib that looked a bit like me.
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