Ahhhhh lovely

Yay Prince William and Kate are married!

Although I haven't actually seen the wedding all the way through yet as we were busy getting the garden ready for the party, I did keep popping into my front room to watch the TV and see what we were up too in the matrimonial proceedings to enlighten Derek and Tiff with what colours the Queen and Carol Middleton were wearing etc.
Not sure why men don't share our enthusiasm for wedding fashion and why they didn't think that the all yellow outfit however lovely, did rather make the Queen look like a baby chick?
What I did see of the service was delightful and the whole wedding thing caused me to shed a few tears and plus all the wonderfully colourful pomp and ceremony gave me goose bumps all over.
You have to admit that no one does the tradition and razzmatazz as well as Great Britain.

And you have to admit that no one can organise a party as well as Derek and Julie. I know it was held around mine and it goes without saying, that I am the 'hostess with the mostess', but they organise all paraphernalia of putting up and taking down all the marque, the gazebos and the strings of fairy lights like a well oiled machine, as well as sorting out the extra garden chairs and tables etc from nowhere.
Well done you two, you really should go into the party business.
Our party was I think a great success, as everyone seemed to enjoy it and it was quite late at night before the last party goer which was my neighbour who climbed over the fence splitting her trousers, went home.

The one embarrassing moment of the day was me teasing Julie's son after he told me that I had to behave myself as his new girlfriend was coming round to meet the family and me. And of course our reply to something like that is to do our usual party trick to embarrass the youngsters is to flash your bra at them, as of course us mature mothers do.
There was that horrible moment as my hand brushed the bottom of a fleshy boob, when I realised too late that I hadn't got my bra on!
I don't know who was more horrified, him or me, and strangely enough she didn't come round after all.

Julie came round at what seemed the crack of dawn and worked like a Trojan sorting my garden out again and Stella came round to clean the bungalow throughout so everywhere looked spick and span by lunchtime. This is where you feel totally useless not being able to pull your weight and can only do things in the radius of your oxygen tubing.
She looked so worn out, that I really think we should go away for the Queen's jubilee next year!

Tonight was a treat, as I was invited round to friends to a BBQ, but to use their hot tub too. Now that was so invigorating and really helped the aches and pains accumulated from the last few days.
I love the water and could have stayed in there till I was completely wrinkled like an old prune and bonus, it was a lot warmer than yesterday...fab!
Should sleep tonight.

Many thanks to everyone that supplied yummy food and wine yesterday, but most of all thank you for your company. I love my friends xxxxx

Lots of love Debbie x