Today is Mother's birthday and I have taken a day's annual leave to help her celebrate it. She refuses to state the year she was born but I'm guestimating it to be 1946 to coincide with Grandpappy's return from the war, it could be earlier if you took heed of to the gossip at the time as it was said that Grandmammy never wanted for chocolate or nylons. Anyhow, Mother's a woman who's keen on picnic lunches to off we duly set off in Father's new car to the dockside shopping centre to whet our appetite so to speak.
Now I love Marks and Spencer - they have a fantastic selection of acrylic knitwear in a myriad of colours which really flatter a woman nearing her 40th birthday. I also like the way in which they're easy to wash and wear and don't need a great deal of shaving with my Remington fuzz away. I purchased a new cardigan for the princely sum of £12, it's chocolate brown with satin buttons which will look rather snazzy with my new corduroy skirt. I adore cord it's both warm and will never date, which is always a bonus, although it does wear out around the bottom if one's a prodigious walker.
After two hours of wandering around the shopping centre we were all hungry so we retired to the car and drove to our normal picnic place overlooking the docks. Sadly the bridge was closed so we were forced to drive some 10 minutes and park in front of an empty lagoon. The picnic was fantastic - spam and egg sandwiches, mini pork pies, slices of quiche and crisps. I'd made some of my famous mince pies and we sat and munched together in companionable silence. I love drinking coffee from a flask and especially enjoy the way that everything slightly tastes of plastic, why oh why can't we purchase tartan flasks any longer? It's aluminium all the way now - pah!
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