Nigel drove Caelyn, Wendy and Michelle to Tonbridge to have a roast lamb lunch with him. We all had a great time and there was a happy and harmonious atmosphere. I had told Sean it wasn't considerate for a host to serve two gas producing vegetables on one plate ie cabbage AND cauliflower. He conceded, but when the kids came, they demanded cabbage as well. They say they don't feel they have eaten at Sean's unless they have cabbage as well. (They thought he didn't have any). I produced the cabbage out of the fridge and it was cooked PDQ. It was funny and jovial and we all laughed. Its so nice when everyone gets on well.
Caelyn and Michelle helped with the preparations and serving up and they did the washing up too. Nigel carved the lamb and he and Sean were discussing how jet engines work. A lot of fun and games were had with Wendy. When they arrived, she had been in the car for an hour and a half, and she needed to run around, so she did, and she was running in the garden yelling to Sean "Catch Me! Catch Me!" and she ran him ragged. He is nearly 70 and Wendy has more energy than the rest of us put together.
She wanted to play ball but there wasn't one, so Sean went to borrow some from the neighbours who have children. Michelle of course made wisecracks about how lucky it is if a man has no balls to be able to borrow some from the guy next door.
Then Sean had to read Peter Rabbit to her and then give her a music lesson. He loved it, and he adores Wendy but when we all left, he was tuckered out, which isn't surprising. There was some great chit chat over lunch and we all enjoyed it.
When they drove back it took ages because Operation Stack was in progress. For my overseas family, it is a method of stacking hundreds of heavy goods lorries on the Freeway or Motorway while the lorries are waiting to get on ferries to Europe and which leave from Dover. Operation Stack is usually when the French dock workers are striking about something or other so that the Ferries cannot sail. So there are hundreds - sometimes thousands - of lorries parked up by the Police on the motorway. Ordinary motorists have to travel through small country lanes, which were not built for that sort of traffic and they creep through very very slowly with all the congestion. Its an absolute nightmare. The Authorities keep threatening action such as building big lorry parks, but nothing ever comes of it.
And there were Engineering Works on my way home so I had a long wait at Ashford Station waiting for a connecting train home. I had to go to bed when I got back of course. But the dog ate rather too well and being polite, lets just say his exhaust system doesn't smell of roses, exactly. He is so devoted to me he won't leave my side, and that sort of devotion isn't always a blessing!
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All in all, we all had a wonderful weekend. I'm on a course of steroids at the moment and I always feel marvellous when I am on them. The Dr prescibed them because I couldn't breathe with the chest infection I had. When they give me a short course of steroids every year or two, I feel better while I am ill with bronchitis or whatever than I do normally. Its almost worth getting sick for those heady few days of feeling fine and well again. You can't take steroids for more than a week or two so this bubbly feeing won't last. But sure as heck, I'm going to enjoy it while it does!
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