It started when I got to Mum and Dad's on Friday evening. As I am not able to get to Band practice for this month, M&D had invited my youngest brother, Tim and his wife for tea. We had a lovely meal ... but as Mum had cooked chips I couldn't have cared less about the rest! Then it was birthday cake and fresh strawberries for pudding.
Saturday morning I had to go with Mum to the doctors, but then after lunch Dad dropped us off at the shops while he went to visit a friend in hospital ... What a hard choice - shopping, or visiting one of the elderly members of our Church ... sorry - hate to say it, but thought Mum needed a trip to the shops ... (Well, that's my excuse)!!
On Sunday then it was opening my pressies .... sorry, but even if I am in my 40's I am still a kid, before loading up the cars to go to Tim and Claire's. We dropped Jiffy off their - he was shut in the hall (if I say "house-proud" I haven't even touched the surface!). Then we drove to a nearby leisure complex where we mwt up with my other brother, Nick, his wife and their 4 kids. Although it was my Birthday, we were actually celebrating Tim's - as he will be 40 next week, and is on holiday at the time. The meal was "OK" - not great, but it was good to all sit down to Sunday lunch together.
Then back to Tim and Claire's - to collect Jiffy and go for a walk ... yes ... in the rain - Claire's idea, even though she was the only one who didn't go!
Then more Birthday cake - this time for Tim, before heading back to our own homes. It wasn't 100% relaxing at T&C's due to the house situation - but still had a nice time together - even if I do sometimes want to strangle my nephews!
I now have Jiffy staying with me for a week, as Mum and Dad have visitors, one of whom is allergic to dogs. So I am sure he will try to train me ... DJ doesn't succeed - so why should he?