The plan was that one of the boys - having driven from London - would collect us
and deliver us to the Carew Arms where the others would converge. In the event both boys turned up having left their wives in the pub.
The dazzling sunshine had blinded me a little but I made out my two DIL's and a large table liberally scattered with 80s, an 80s sparkley tree, a bag of presents and a bottle of Creme de Cassis which we can no longer get in Minehead.
'Hi Grandma!'
Oh joy - Sam , Tom and Alice had made the journey from London, Birmingham and Wiltshire to be with us. I'd been asking about them in the car and being told fibs so it was a complete surprise which took my breath away. Both boys are 6' plus and Alice is now taller then I am.
This is one of those invaluable presents which means it's light enough to go into my handbag so I don't have to scrabble for lipstick, brush and compact - from our Australian grand-daughter
.
Pat with sons and grandson.
A Buttterfly birthday cake - even the ones that look like paper are edible. We didn't just eat cake. We mostly chose from a selection of roasts with their delectable vegetables and the desserts as usual were perfect - lemon meringue pie for me which I found so absorbing I forgot to try MTL's. As we were having coffee an enormously jolly party arrived for lunch who were the Pantomime company of Crowcombe. Obviously Crowcombe is quite a fun place to live.
A vintage Ossie Clark jacket and a book written by someone my #1 son has got to know - a memoir - he's 78 and had a fairly chequered career which should make interesting reading- were amongst the lovely presents.
