So…..just after finishing my birthday blog post I had the most amazing surprise. I’d just showered and got ready to go to dinner and there was a knock at the door. It was about 6-15 and I said to Jane ‘Who on earth could that possibly be?’ ….knocking on our hotel door at Heathrow. Intrigued I went to answer…and in bowled my lovely friends Leera and George ( minus Woody and Buddy) come to surprise me for my birthday. All the way from Hastings and going back the same evening! Boy did they surprise me…I have honestly never been so flabbergasted and lost for words and didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Obviously, sneaky Jane was in on the act and we had a fantastic evening together including balloons, party poppers and glittery 60s which I’m still find now thanks to George showering me with them! And cake…we had the most beautiful array of cake , made by Leera. She really should go on bake off!! My face hurt from smiling. What a lovely end to the day. I decided that being 60 was pretty good so far!
Where shall we go to next? 