Delighted that Bob has survived another year - as an MS sufferer this is truly significant and he's still in fairly good nick for an old boy. He didn't want a fuss so we didn't arrange anything.
Then at coffee time, Louise and Norbert hove up with cake, oh yes (lemon drizzle with poppy seed and served with cream) As if by magic Jutta and Bernt appeared. Most convivial (crap photos) and as they left Kat appeared, disappeared, followed by a fleeting Susan.
Lunch had been cunningly prepared by Chez Charlie. If you ask nicely, they give you a list of things they'll knock up for you. I consulted le Capt and he chose a dish and I chose another. They said, couldn't we have the same thing to save them making two sauces?...of course it was perfectly delicious.
We'd planned to got to the lake and take a thermos of tea. Rain stopped that play: went to Carrefour for some washing powder instead.
Watched an Inspector Allen mystery on you tube in the evening and drank half a bottle of blanquette while Captain H knocked back the non-alcoholic variety very thoughtfully provided by Susan - who is off again to Paris - (and who says 👋 to Karen and Dale in Pennsylvania.) (👋 from me too)
Many friends sent messages and cards to the birthday boy which he greatly appreciated. Mille mercis to all who contributed to a gently perfect day. Stay safe, y'all.
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