This week has seen the family disappearing in all directions.
Sue went down to the West Country to stay with Philippa. I wisely (or thought so), checked the weather forecast and spotted that it said that, that part of the country was going to get miserable wet weather all week and the Midlands were going to be fine and sunny. I elected to stay in the Midlands (mistake). Well, Monday was fine and sunny, so I took myself for a walk around Gumley woods. A lovely walk, but I nadgered my knee up as all the hills sloped in one direction (and I went around them all) the angle of slope was such that it stressed my already painful crucia ligamnent, and it hurt all week. Tuesday Wednesday, Thursday and Friday proved to be the most miserable of days in the Midlands (wet, cold, depressing) and I didn’t leave the house. I catalogued the 326 films we have on DVD. Sue (in the West Country) had brilliant weather and visited a lot of places in bright sunshine!
Sarah had gone off to Newark to stay with Charlotte. It gave her quiet time to revise for her GCSE’s. When she came back on Sunday, even she had a bit of a sun tan (or is it make-up?)
Jamie went off with two of his mates to Bournemouth to celebrate his birthday. He used his Tom-tom to get there, which Sue and I had bought him as a present. As usual he doen’t say much as to what he got up to (but then I didn’t when I was that age) , the hotel he had booked was nice and he also was sporting a suntan when he returned.
On Sunday everyone had returned and we cut the cake for Jamie’s 20th birthday (see photo). I can’t say the last 20 years have flown by with Jamie, there have been regular highs and lows, and there have been times when I thought he would never make it past his teens, but he has. My prediction that he would be the death of me by the time I was 50 has so far proved to be false. I look forward to the next 50 years (I hope).
I am looking forward to visiting Joan and Phil in Italy. I fly out with Roger this Thursday (on Ryanair) for spot of Italian walking on terra-firma (I hope that is italian for ground that doesn’t move!). More about this when I get back.