Leaving work at 4pm was something of a treat on Friday, so I did my local farm shop jaunt then went home to get ready for a family meal.
La Toscana is an Italian eaterie close to home and we had a wonderful evening, Joe held court and there was plenty of laughter.
Our niece is getting married in under 6 weeks and the ‘family hen do’ was at Coworth Park: most recently in the news as where Prince Harry stayed as his last night as a single man.
Georgina and I got ready and off we went to pick up Kevin’s mum. What should be 1 1/4 hour journey was 1 1/2. Traffic wasn’t great but after a pit stop we were on our way for a half hour journey to Viv’s. Er no more traffic and a detour to the afternoon tea venue that took just over the hour.
We met up with the hen party and settled around our tables in elegant surroundings.
All the hens had a gift which was just so thoughtful.
The food was sublime, the LP bubbly , the tea replenished often and we shared some advice on marriage, funny wedding stories and first dance choons! Met some lovely new people, as well as reacquainting with established friendships, just a lovely afternoon!
All too soon some of the party had to leave so goodbyes were shared, kisses and cheery waves.
I drove my mother in law home and returned to Viv’s for a toilet stop then the drive home with Georgina.
Just before I arrived a got a notice in the car that my front right tyre had low pressure.
Georgina said she would fill with air, so after a tea we said more goodbyes and not long into the journey, quite clearly something was wrong with the tyre!
To cut a long story short it was bu****ed. Found out we had no assistance cover, and frustratingly unlikely to get any!
Don, my brother in law came to help, but to no avail, so we limped back to their home, after a call to Kevin to come and pick us up!
Two poached eggs, tea, wedding chat, rugby and two hours later Kevin arrived. The wheel had to be removed and we would try to get a new one tomorrow.
We got home after midnight.
A fitful sleep a FaceTime call to Oz and then an early start to pick up Georgina via kwikfit meant little time for breakfast. When they returned a bacon sarnie was duly made ( I only consumed bacon!)
So another trip half way round the M25, traffic was ok, but slow in places, due to s certain Mr Sheeran at Wembley?
I sat in the back with a wheel for company, it didn’t say much, but was well behaved!
We arrived safely, wheel was reattached, a quick call to Jonzo and we were off.
Another slow traffic extravaganza but we were home about 4:30.
As it was Father’s Day we had been invited over to Georgina and Jay’s for dinner, and as usual Kevin ensured we were fashionably late. Georgina even put my bolognaise in a pepper: so thoughtful and delicious!
After watching some World Cup footie, we returned home.
What a weekend full of joy, a bit of despair, resilience and kindness. Xx
My little life 