Sixteen years

The time has flown past.  It was J’s 16th birthday yesterday. Surely I can’t be old enough to have a daughter of that age?

She had a super day celebrating. It started when we picked up her best friend and the two of them headed up to Camden Market, London on their own for a days shopping.  They had a ball (and lunch) and bought lots of band merchandise, great t-shirts and little bits and bobs.  They arrived home around 4pm having got the slow train as, of course, the one I suggested they catch was cancelled.  They didn’t care. They both have iPods and enough music to get to the moon and back without listening to a repeated song.


Best friends head to London

In the evening we went out and got a take-away curry as that’s what she wanted for dinner.  We went to a restaurant locally to order. Hubby and I had eaten food from there once before and it was good so we were hopeful of another quality curry experience (it can be a bit variable around here unfortunately). I think we over-ordered. Hell, we totally over-ordered!  I  have never spent £91 on a take-away in my life (before yesterday) *fans forehead*.



The food was good but nothing exceptional and, naturally, the youngest girls didn’t like any of it – not even the naan as they weren’t Sharwoods *sigh*  The rest we enjoyed.

Feeling very full and fat (that’s all of us you see), we left the birthday cake for half an hour to bring in and sing.  We then left it another hour before we could manage a slice.

Chilling with a film in the evening before BIL and family arrived with their presents for J.  We even got a her a balloon (well you have to don’t you).  A good day was had – especially by the birthday girl.

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