Happy birthday to Bri/Mr Eggy!Morning all. Another 6.6 and another lovely morning.
It’s Mr Eggy’s birthday, he’s caught up with me, nine weeks and one day! He’s my toy boy! The hordes arrived yesterday after school/ nursery/ work and we decamped to the garden, less mess, I made a very boring Victoria sponge but that was his choice. We sang Happy Birthday and ate cake ( although Zara couldn’t wait until everyone arrived) and drank wine/ gin/ pop and they’d all gone by 6pm! Result! Quiet day just the two of us today. Perfect.
Have a lovely day, I’m making the birthday boy a sausage butty for his breakfast, I hope he’s not expecting me to take it up to him! No crumbs allowed in my bed! 😉
She’d just come from nursery and said her lunch was “yak” so was starving! It must have passed quality control ‘cos she scoffed the lot!Happy birthday to Bri/Mr Eggy!
And Zara is the official pre birthday birthday cake quality assessor so she has every right to eat a slice or two before everyone else gets a chance!
She had yak? That’s more exotic than we ever had in a school lunch!She’d just come from nursery and said her lunch was “yak” so was starving! It must have passed quality control ‘cos she scoffed the lot!
You must know Cumbria has the greatest number of Michelin starred restaurants outside of London. Zara has one at her nursery! 😛She had yak? That’s more exotic than we ever had in a school lunch!
Aren’t yak a little tougher than caribou?She had yak? That’s more exotic than we ever had in a school lunch!