The long dark tea-time of the soul.

Saturday.

I woke up at Sue's after sleeping the sleep of the dead. I blame the prosecco... I'd managed to somehow lock myself in the bedroom. Not sure how so I text Sue to let me out. Lol. She had woken up on the sofa after helping me upstairs she must've gone back down and dropped off bless her. Both of us are lightweights these days, compared to how much we used to drink. 

Stephen came round to take his Dad for breakfast it's a Saturday tradition, which I think is lovely, how many kids take time out to spend time with their parents like that. 

Then our Justin came round, he bought me a lovely card which touched me very much. Just a simple Auntie card bit it meant a lot. I haven't been around much since he was little for various reasons. And that little gesture hit me in the feels. 

Sue and Pete bought me a fantastic Easter Island head statue for the garden. I've always found them fascinating. We've named him Dumdum like out of the night of the museum film. I have another in the garden that we bought called Eddie ( because he is in the space-time continuum, but I'm not sure where his sofa is!) If your not a Douglas Adams fan you won't get that. I want three altogether because as a crafter I know the power of three, not only that but I think they'll look amazing in a group like they do on the island. 

I had some gorgeous gifts of some lovely friends and not

previously mentioned are Kev had my Alien bottle refilled, bought me some sunflowers, and a birthday cake. 

I had a lovely makeup palette, candle and voodoo dolly from Trish, some flowers and sugar free sweeties from Ian. I think that's covered everyone that I didn't snap photos of.

I was a very lucky lady. It made turning 59 not so bad after all.