Today is Mother's Day, as I never had an actual mother but stepmothers the event will pass me by! It doesn't worry me, if it had I would have looked for that mother who had to give me up and called me Janet on my birth certificate. She went on to create a new life and a family for herself.
I have chatted to my two children happy in the knowledge that they and my grandchildren are the forward motion of my life, regretting the past is not a good thing.
And what a lovely day it is outside, the hens are roaming the churchyard, Lucy has been for a walk. All the women (many old) that attended church this morning came away with bunches of flower, wonder if that is down to the new vicar.
Life is quiet, we had a Chinese takeaway last night, the restaurant/pub at Amoerby was overrun by people coming for their takeaways. Sometimes I find it surprising that there are so many Indian and Chinese restaurants in these small market towns. How many times have you heard the French say that food is terrible in England, why don't we have French restaurants around I wonder to redress the balance? or are they scared, but what with fish and chips shops we don't do too badly.
Watched Giles Coren (restaurant critic in The Times) faffing around in a really over the top hotel in Oman I think last night. Crazy money £12,000 a night for a suite, the views were awe-inspiring though. Actually beginning to like Coren, he has a funny sense of humour, it must be really hardwork going out to restaurants all the time!