Tuesday, 25 August 2009

Erbie is ONE!

We made it.

One year old.

We had presents, lots of lovely ones. The GR got the wooden train set, I showed you before. I decorated the room, with animal masks:

Neigh neigh, Bab baa, Moo moo.

People came.

The key worked and we got into the square for a picnic, the sun shone. I made vodka jelly shots with berries. I found some dairy free sunflower spread Pure Dairy Free (not as easy as it sounds, all margarine has milk protein in as does olive oil spread) and made chocolate cupcakes - that Erbie could eat.

We played pass the parcel.

There were no tears.

No balloons burst.



Other nonsense

Quote of the day

‘They tuck you up your mum and dad...’
Anon - after Larkin

“Philately will get you everywhere”

“It’s not the despair, I can handle the despair. 
It’s the hope I can’t deal with”

“Each new friend represents a world in us, a world not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.”
Anais Nin

‘Come on Dover move your bloomin’ arse’.
Eliza Doolittle