Another weekend nearly over, just Dr Who to watch, a glass of wine and an early night in preparation for the week ahead! As usual the weekend has whizzed past. It started on Friday with a demonstration of baby massage at LOTS Bumps and Babes group. It went well and one of the Mums offered her baby up to be the model, much nicer for me than the usual doll that I use. Abigail was a star and enjoyed her pampering, though this wasn't her first massage as her Mother massages her nightly. I haven't seen Maggie for a while so in the afternoon I accompanied her to Andover where she had to collect Hercule. It gave us a chance to catch up, we came back a very scenic route stopping at Stockbridge a very pretty Market town near Romsey where we had refreshments :) afternoon tea, very English! Hercule who is a tortoise, not your common Greek Cypriot tortoise but a rare breed "yellow hinged" had been very poorly and spent nearly a month in "hospital", now recovered and discharged from the specialist vet where he had the very best of treatment at the pricely cost of £400! Maggie and Hercule were both delighted to be reunited! He is quite sweet when he pops out his head, but ever since Carolyn Watt's tortoise poohed all over me when I was about 9 years old, I knew that this shelled creature would never be my pet of choice!
Were pretty boring in our habits as most Friday nights you can find us in the sailing club. There we can have a nice meal, a few drinks and be home in a couple of minutes. This Friday night was as usual spent in good company. We have made some nice friends in the two years that we have been here and it was nice to celebrate with Jan. Jan has a new job with the arts council, after thirty years as a teacher, she is leaving her post as a deputy head of a Southampton secondary school. I know she has had a really tough couple of years and I wish her well in her new venture!
Ian rang today, he is intent on arranging a party for Matt's 21st, he has sorted a date, will send out the invites and all I have to do is provide the venue (our home, the food and drink). Bless him!!!
Tomorrow is Ian's 25th birthday. I can't believe that it is a quarter of a century since I gave birth to our first son. Its been a long journey from babyhood to adulthood, gosh there were tears and tantrums along the way, but we must have done something right as he is a son to be proud of:) I will miss being with Ian on his birthday, but I'm sure he will celebrate it well, long gone are the ceremonies of present opening, party games and birthday cake. Happy Birthday Ian and Happy Birthday Maggie.