Hello lovely bloglies,
Hope the weekend has been kind to you and that Monday didn't roll around too soon.
Thank you so much for your emails and responses etcetera regarding my Dad. You're such kind people. We gave him a wonderful send off and I know that he would have been very proud of the turnout for him.
It's been a bitter-sweet few days as you can appreciate. After the funeral on Friday, we had to start looking forward to my daughter's 18th birthday. She was adamant that she wasn't bothered by it and understandably didn't feel up to celebrating, however we couldn't let such a milestone slip by quietly. We planned a surprise day out which featured lunch in TGI Fridays, a stroll along Brindley Place to an achingly
up its own arse vee posh wine bar type place (*shudder*), and then after a brief rest, bowling in the evening, all rounded off with coffee and birthday cake back at Nanny's house!
We all had a brilliant time and it was nice to relax a little into some semblance of normality.
Now I know that "Other People's Children" probably comes way down the top twenty of blogging subjects but indulge me my 'proud momma' moment!
My little lady has grown from this little pink bundle ....
Rather randomly...... I fell in love with this beautiful wreath outside a hip and happenin' (man) new florists in Brindley Place. It was HUGE!
And... erm.... this rather interesting(?) 'urban' sculpture at the entrance to The Mailbox. My brother is the one on the right. Bless.
See you soon!