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peteblue said:
Morning guys, miserable again in the Midlands. It was my daughters birthday Wednesday and it’s my wife’s birthday today. I’ve booked a table for everyone tomorrow for a celebratory meal. Extra special this year as my daughters partner proposed to her on her birthday, so a triple celebration this year…have a great day all……
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Happy birthday to your lovely wife - all the best people are born in 31st May 😉
 
Gwladysover said:
Morning all, the weather is rubbish here, cloudy, windy and cold. Had a good day with the grandkids yesterday . Odd how things change, something so ordinary to me as a child, i.e a bus ride , is a rare treat for them. They stayed for tea and then played schools, one of Jess’s favourites, probably because she gets to be the teacher. She’s very strict, rules her class with a rod of iron but I did get a “star of the week” certificate for being a good role model, Grandad got a detention for talking in class. lol
Have a good day, all, 💙
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Sounds like fun! I’ve come full circle and enjoy going on buses and trains now after driving everywhere as an adult x
 
Armaghtoffee said:
I have a weekend trip to Derry to look forward to and am currently googling to see what bar I will watch the Champions League final in. Now, had I been at home it was 50/50 whether I watched it but because I’m out on the beer then it’s a big event 😀

I do enjoy Derry I must say and will make the most of my couple of days there.
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I like Derry 👍
 
Thanks for your birthday wishes everyone- how the hell am I 64 - time certainly marches on. In line with the other day’s discussions we have been out for a lovely boozy lunch to the Juniper Bar and Kitchen which is in walking distance from where we live and a fantastic hidden gem. One negroni and a few rose wines and I’ve been snoozing on the couch for the past hour - I’ve certainly lost my staying power.
Tomorrow we fly to Athens for the start of our hop so I am mega excited and probably won’t sleep.
Have a fantastic weekend all 💙
 

Bit of a change for me this Friday. Spanish chicken with chorizo for tea. A recipe I lifted from our good friend Roydo. Cheers Mark.

Not sure if anybody is interested but Primavera Barcelona is being streamed on Amazon Prime if anybody has it. It's Spain's biggest music festival and there's some good acts on tonight. Should keep me out of mischief.
 
Hi folks. I can't believe the wedding is already a week in the past. This also means that I have calmed down enough to share the drama that almost resulted in a divorce and/or me spending a considerable time behind bars. It is NOT funny - everybody else thinks it is. I do not.
On the morning of the wedding there was only me, Mr F, son and daughter and daughter's bf in the house. the bride's family had rented an airb&b and she was getting ready there. all was going well. Hair done, photographer arrived to do 'getting ready' pics, make up lady arrived to do me and daughter. Wedding at 3.30pm. At about 2pm mr F shouted from upstairs ' Ange, I can't find my waistcoat' Annoying but not a disaster. Oh how wrong I was. He had one job. ONE JOB! he had brought the wrong suit!! he had brought the black funeral suit he wore at my Dad's funeral and not the dress code specified blue check style one. Furious would be an understatement.
The only plan I had was to go into Nottingham and buy one. There was a branch of the same shop where we had bought his suit in Newcastle. You'll never make it Mum, it's 20 minutes into Nottingham. Groom was now panicking. I am not going to be late for my son's wedding I replied. I rang the shop, spoke to a lovely sales assistant and explained our 'suit emergency' Come in she said, I'll sort some out and he can get ready here. Lovely make up lady, who was doing daughter's make up and watching the drama unfold then offered to pick us up from the shop and drive us to the wedding venue. So we got a cab into town and went to the shop. I was fully ready for the wedding, hat, everything. The sales asisstant literally ran to meet us 'I've got some for you' Mr F tried a couple on, one fitted well and met the spec so we bought it, he left it on, phoned the make up lady who came and picked us up. We made it to the venue before the groom.
I am still not properly speaking to him. I sent the make up lady flowers and wrote a nice email to the suit shop Head Office about the excellent customer service.

You cannot make this stuff up!
 

anjelikaferrett said:
Hi folks. I can't believe the wedding is already a week in the past. This also means that I have calmed down enough to share the drama that almost resulted in a divorce and/or me spending a considerable time behind bars. It is NOT funny - everybody else thinks it is. I do not.
On the morning of the wedding there was only me, Mr F, son and daughter and daughter's bf in the house. the bride's family had rented an airb&b and she was getting ready there. all was going well. Hair done, photographer arrived to do 'getting ready' pics, make up lady arrived to do me and daughter. Wedding at 3.30pm. At about 2pm mr F shouted from upstairs ' Ange, I can't find my waistcoat' Annoying but not a disaster. Oh how wrong I was. He had one job. ONE JOB! he had brought the wrong suit!! he had brought the black funeral suit he wore at my Dad's funeral and not the dress code specified blue check style one. Furious would be an understatement.
The only plan I had was to go into Nottingham and buy one. There was a branch of the same shop where we had bought his suit in Newcastle. You'll never make it Mum, it's 20 minutes into Nottingham. Groom was now panicking. I am not going to be late for my son's wedding I replied. I rang the shop, spoke to a lovely sales assistant and explained our 'suit emergency' Come in she said, I'll sort some out and he can get ready here. Lovely make up lady, who was doing daughter's make up and watching the drama unfold then offered to pick us up from the shop and drive us to the wedding venue. So we got a cab into town and went to the shop. I was fully ready for the wedding, hat, everything. The sales asisstant literally ran to meet us 'I've got some for you' Mr F tried a couple on, one fitted well and met the spec so we bought it, he left it on, phoned the make up lady who came and picked us up. We made it to the venue before the groom.
I am still not properly speaking to him. I sent the make up lady flowers and wrote a nice email to the suit shop Head Office about the excellent customer service.

You cannot make this stuff up!
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You have to remember we are only men
 
anjelikaferrett said:
Hi folks. I can't believe the wedding is already a week in the past. This also means that I have calmed down enough to share the drama that almost resulted in a divorce and/or me spending a considerable time behind bars. It is NOT funny - everybody else thinks it is. I do not.
On the morning of the wedding there was only me, Mr F, son and daughter and daughter's bf in the house. the bride's family had rented an airb&b and she was getting ready there. all was going well. Hair done, photographer arrived to do 'getting ready' pics, make up lady arrived to do me and daughter. Wedding at 3.30pm. At about 2pm mr F shouted from upstairs ' Ange, I can't find my waistcoat' Annoying but not a disaster. Oh how wrong I was. He had one job. ONE JOB! he had brought the wrong suit!! he had brought the black funeral suit he wore at my Dad's funeral and not the dress code specified blue check style one. Furious would be an understatement.
The only plan I had was to go into Nottingham and buy one. There was a branch of the same shop where we had bought his suit in Newcastle. You'll never make it Mum, it's 20 minutes into Nottingham. Groom was now panicking. I am not going to be late for my son's wedding I replied. I rang the shop, spoke to a lovely sales assistant and explained our 'suit emergency' Come in she said, I'll sort some out and he can get ready here. Lovely make up lady, who was doing daughter's make up and watching the drama unfold then offered to pick us up from the shop and drive us to the wedding venue. So we got a cab into town and went to the shop. I was fully ready for the wedding, hat, everything. The sales asisstant literally ran to meet us 'I've got some for you' Mr F tried a couple on, one fitted well and met the spec so we bought it, he left it on, phoned the make up lady who came and picked us up. We made it to the venue before the groom.
I am still not properly speaking to him. I sent the make up lady flowers and wrote a nice email to the suit shop Head Office about the excellent customer service.

You cannot make this stuff up!
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I might be giving away trade secrets here but you do realise we do this on purpose. Act all helpless/useless and you never trust us to do anything. Works every time😀
 
anjelikaferrett said:
Hi folks. I can't believe the wedding is already a week in the past. This also means that I have calmed down enough to share the drama that almost resulted in a divorce and/or me spending a considerable time behind bars. It is NOT funny - everybody else thinks it is. I do not.
On the morning of the wedding there was only me, Mr F, son and daughter and daughter's bf in the house. the bride's family had rented an airb&b and she was getting ready there. all was going well. Hair done, photographer arrived to do 'getting ready' pics, make up lady arrived to do me and daughter. Wedding at 3.30pm. At about 2pm mr F shouted from upstairs ' Ange, I can't find my waistcoat' Annoying but not a disaster. Oh how wrong I was. He had one job. ONE JOB! he had brought the wrong suit!! he had brought the black funeral suit he wore at my Dad's funeral and not the dress code specified blue check style one. Furious would be an understatement.
The only plan I had was to go into Nottingham and buy one. There was a branch of the same shop where we had bought his suit in Newcastle. You'll never make it Mum, it's 20 minutes into Nottingham. Groom was now panicking. I am not going to be late for my son's wedding I replied. I rang the shop, spoke to a lovely sales assistant and explained our 'suit emergency' Come in she said, I'll sort some out and he can get ready here. Lovely make up lady, who was doing daughter's make up and watching the drama unfold then offered to pick us up from the shop and drive us to the wedding venue. So we got a cab into town and went to the shop. I was fully ready for the wedding, hat, everything. The sales asisstant literally ran to meet us 'I've got some for you' Mr F tried a couple on, one fitted well and met the spec so we bought it, he left it on, phoned the make up lady who came and picked us up. We made it to the venue before the groom.
I am still not properly speaking to him. I sent the make up lady flowers and wrote a nice email to the suit shop Head Office about the excellent customer service.

You cannot make this stuff up!
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( Tosses hand grenade) Would it have mattered that much ? Mr F had a suit after all .
 

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