An incredibly blustery day, and Helen Weber’s Birthday! Or, as I should be accustoming myself to call her, Helen Denton. Hosted by Hazel, with assistance from yours truly, we celebrated with a comfort food lunch with Helen and Charlie, Bruce & Roopa (and Bump), Penny, James & Henry.
Plenty to eat and drink, with Henry showing an early grasp of that essential toddler ploy “offer to walk around with the crisps, and you can help yourself en route”. But no photos – and I even took the Ixus round to H’s with me, together with 2 chairs, 1 large saucepan, icecream, bicarb, fizzy water, cutlery, baking dish, margerine etc etc etc
Bangers (Asda Gourmet. Yes, I got Hazel to cross the A.S.D.A. threshold) and Mash, with Delia’s Red Wine Sauce for Sausages, and Baked Mushrooms and Garlic
Ruth’s Mum’s Sticky Toffee Pudding, with B&J DIY Vanilla Icecream
Selection of chocolate mints – not that anyone had much space left after seconds (and still some left to spare!)
(see what you missed Phil!)
A phone call from Laura resulted in her arrival as a surprise guest later on in the afternoon. Scuppered by the storms, which “justified” the closure of most of the Virgin lines (and as I discovered when I tried to nip to B&Q/Homebase in Wandsworth Town, all routes in and out of Waterloo), Laura opted to sit out Ian’s attendance at the Boss’s only show in the UK chez nous. So we all vegged and chatted and finished off the luncheon leftovers and assorted beverages, half watching Sunday night comfort telly. All very pleasant and snooze inducing.