Happy Birthday

Well despite my prediction, it rained for Miss L's birthday party. I have not been good at predicting the weather in 2008. Never mind we had a great time despite the rain. The rain curtailed the BBQ H had decided that I was going to do. Lucky for all concerned that they were saved that treat. As it happened the food worked out very well. Auntie Sue made a smashing cake for the occasion.

Miss L was delighted that everyone turned out for her especially Uncle Derk and Auntie Teresa.

I did no gardening at all. In fact it was like a holiday. I had the day off work on Friday so Miss L and I could go to the MotoGP practise day at Donnington Park. It was a beautiful day. We saw our hero, Valentino Rossi. We saw his long time rival, Danni Pedrosa dump it in front of us. I dragged Miss L away from the fence and went up to the marshal's post to;
A, See Danni up close. He passed withina foot or so of Miss L as he was be ridden back to the pit by a marshal.
B, to see a GP bike, even a crashed one, up close. It is not often you get to see a two millions pound motorbike.

We walked miles. We checked out in in field shopping areas and the coffee bars. I managed to stay away from the Beer vans but it was a "top" day.



Watch the clip with your speakers turn up to the max and it is only be half as noisy as real life. The clip is of Rossi of coming down the main stright, right into Redgate and disappearing over the brow into Cascades.

I took Uncy Derk up to the lottie to show it off. I had bagged a couple of plants worth of new potatoes on Saturday morning. They are just just coming on stream. The blog could have been called Damson, Damson everywhere but not a drop to drink [with apologise the Coleridge] but the bottles of Damson wine have been taking it in turns to blow off their corks splattering the inside of the shed with fruity wine. During the party we tried a couple of bottles of the home made with predictable results. Before the wine over took us the tasting note were as follows, the Damson wine was really fruity, sparkling but not dry or sweet with a fruity tang at the end, the Apple was very dry but not what you should have after a sweeter, fruity wine. The Pea Pod is still a bit of a acquired taste.

On Sunday everyone was surprisingly bright. We had a nice breakfast and then Uncy Derk let me have a spin on his borrowed Honda. We did not like it. Not enough Horse Power for our tastes. We waved Uncy Derk and Auntie Ter off into the breezy mid-morning air and settled down to a day of doing absolutely nothing. H took Miss L and my Mum & Dad for a spin to Lichfield. It is her favorite town. Apparently Erasmus's garden was in it's full majesty. Click HERE for a link to the website of his house