I don’t spend a lot of time with my family. I spend quite a bit with my partners folks though. So this weekend was great as my folks and Grandfolks came down to Twickenham. The occasion was Vic’s birthday, not just any birthday, her thirtieth.
The party was great. Loads of folks turned up. Sadly, as there were so many folk there finding time to actually talk to my family was quite difficult. So I was glad that my Aunt had invited ‘the families’ around for Sunday lunch. A lovely lump of pork it was too. All Mums enjoyed Mothering Sunday and were spoilt to within an inch of their lives. The parents have promised to come down again and spend a little more time. In the meantime I’ll probably pop up for Dad’s sixtieth in August.