40th wedding anniversary
Today 6th August is officially our 40 the wedding anniversary. We had a garden party yesterday, about 40 mins before the sky turned black and we had thunder then a torrential downpour and rain for over an hour, so tablecloths were quickly brought in and as our guests arrived we were all between the conservatory,kitchen and dining room. But being British we would not be defeated, so we welcomed everyone, and our son’s Matt & Ben manned the Barby in jackets and a large umbrella, no pic though!! But then the sun came out, and so tablecloths and guests all went into the garden.
Friends old and new and Ben son no2on the right.
Oldest friend from Dorset & her hubby, plus OH in the middle.
Ben son no 2 in blue shirt on the right, we felt very honoured as he, Well his partner ironed his shirt!! Cilla would have been proud also.
Matt eldest son, ( Max’s dad) chatting with french guest.
This was the buffet, just the savoury part, we had fruit salad, strawberries, with cream and mini lemon meringue & brownies, then mini Victoria sandwiches all 40 of them!!
A few had been eaten before I remembered to take a pic, so you will have to use your imagination for the 40!
Son no 1 and friend. Who supplied all the bunting & most of the tables, chairs, tablecloth & tea urn.
Grandson no 2 Max.
Little french guest with daughter in law Helen.
Kids having fun.
Impromptu bee experience for Mum & daughter.
It was a very special day spent with lovely people who all got on with lots of memories made and pics taken.
So to this morning before everyone was up and the rota for the shower was in place I had a game of elephant skittles with grandson in our PJ’s!
Probably not the most glamorous of pics, so it won’t be on the front page of any fashion magazine anytime soon, but it will be one of my favs, with two of my most fav young people
We then all managed hot showers. To finish or start the day we had breakfast in the garden, coffee, crossiants, and homemade plum jam, with sunshine and blue skies. A perfect end to a lovely family time.
So we have attempted a tidy up, the garden and house looked like a cross between Glastonbury and a squat but I wouldn’t want it any other way.