1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the mizzling clouds, but we had got up at 4am and were there observing the moment it came up, and that's what counts. 2. Food at The Junction Inn , Groombridge. All four lunchclub members were impressed by the quality -- although the portions were rather small. I had smoked eel with beetroot cream (Oli says that sounds like witch food, but it was delicious, and didn't taste of beetroot at all); Ed and Doug had wild mushroom risotto; and Johnny P got his face round a huge homemade burger. It had chips with it that were very good too -- I know this because I stole some. 3. Taking The Mother's homemade cakes to work. There were three -- one chocolate, one coffee and walnut and one lemon with homemade jam in the middle. There was a lot of stickiness in the office for most of the afternoon.
Happy birthday! (Or belated happy birthday if it was yesterday!)
ReplyDeleteHope you had/are having a lovely day :)
Happy Birthday, whichever day it was/is. Our middle son, Harry is 26 tomorrow and coming home with his French girlfriend Claire next weekend.
ReplyDeleteAll the best if "it" happens soon. Though I remember Alex was late. I bet he still does things in his own time, "when he's ready"!
I love how you talk about sometimes allowing him to really experience his moods, instead of just comforting and trying to get him out of them. I think that approach is good when dealing with older family members as well. With love
Thanks Louisa and Alison!
ReplyDeleteAlec was indeed late -- I'm trying to be more patient this time round.
Rosa rugosa has the best smell, Bron used to grow them & taught me about plant names, the leaves are really rugose.
ReplyDeleteI love it too. I think this particular one came from a cutting of Bron's.
DeleteEven more special. I still have some of hers too.
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