Saturday morning and I have a good lie in. I look outside across the garden. Erm it looks nice out there.
I cook some breakfast looking forward to a bacon and sausage sandwich. However upon opening the bread bin I find the load has suddenly gone green. I think what I can do to make it a plated breakfast. So more sausages and I attempt to cook some baked beans in the micro wave. Now we all know I should have used a lidded container to do them in, but I didn’t, so every wall of that micro wave got covered in tomatoe and bean. Luckily enough of them had stayed in the dish to be consumed. I take my breakfast and tea and go and sit outside with Buddha.
Really I should have got up hours ago, but I didn’t. I should have wired that light outside. But I haven't, instead I sit outside and enjoy the unexpected good weather.
Whistle sitting there I notice a random single bee, just darting in and out of the flowers I still have just in bloom. They have stayed around a long time and it is good to see them.
The bee buzzes away and that reminds me.
Barry had given me one of his giant sunflower heads so I could harvest the seeds out of it. I get to work.
A short while latter I put the seeds in a dish for them to air and dry. And with that I dig out my suit and a clean fresh and ironed shirt. Yep now i look pucker.
I head around my parents to collect them and as usual neither of them are ready.
We are off for a social afternoon a David Austin Roses, where it has been arranged to have tea to mark the occasion of my parents 50th Wedding Anniversary with some close friends.
The tea room was absolutlyey wonderfuly laid out with Roses everywhere. It was more wonderful than you can imagine.
It made my mom very happy and everyone turned up.
Then the sandwiches and cakes came out.
And so did the Greenies.
And everyone had a very enjoyable afternoon.
To the point where no one could eat or drink anymore. It was great even though there was no disco or beer. In fact I loved it.
I think we should do it more often.
Eventually it was time to go although some of us really didn’t leave until the lights were being turned out.
The shofar climbs in along with the passengers and I shuttle the parents home.
Sometime latter, I have been to Tesco Express and got a loaf and butter, and as the cashier said, that sorts out toast for the morning, I smile and so “exactly”. And then my brother and me head off down the road to the White Lion. There are no Real Ales on tonight, but there is Grolsch on for £2.50. So we stay and rink some of that before
Heading to Sanman in Chadsmore. My brother has Panner for starter.
I have the chilli Pakora and they are hot, very hot. Gob smackingly hot. I laugh, the waiters laugh, I drink all the water.
When the mains come there is a mix up with what is brought out and then the meals disappear. For a change neither of us hs had Jalfrazire.
M brother has a Madras, which he reckons is the hottest madras he has ever had and sits there sweating in his seat as he tries to eat it. I have a Patia which is a sour dish, and lovely too.
It is all finished apart from the nans, which neither of us can finish.
Yeah its gone to his head.
We sway home, tired and drunk in the mist. What a lovely day it has been.