Katies Birthday, Engagement, midsummers, Fathers and Silverstone Grand Prix Day Barbi .

We all had a good day, you know how it is when your trying to entertain family. Katie actually drove 'Purdie' in and out of the Garage,( "got to have her on display" I said) and yes it did take her at least 40 seconds to find Ist gear! (still love you darling!), 'Purdie' forgave her, and Katie had a gorgeous smile on her face. Somebody was silly enough to have a Revving contest with the MG in their 4x4, needless to say... Purdie, like Katie, were both Magnificent.
Earlier in the morning visited Dads grave with Mum. Spruced it up a bit as you do, you realise in the quiet solemnity of the grave yard, you really do miss them on Fathers day. Mum and Tom looked well.
Emma would have been the perfect daughter, earlier in the week helped me pick Katies pressies gave me a load of great DVDs for Fathers day; then had to let down everybody, and I mean everybody, by printing a scandalous picture of me Sunbathing on a Moon Pig card!. It was bad enough that this sneaked photo involved me wearing socks, but worst still I looked like some sort of Midget!!( an optical illusion created by her Mobile camera, everybody knows I am lithe and Panther like).. I envisage a 'dish served Cold' scenario here.
Back to work tomorrow, another situation whereby I have been offered a job in Stratford, larger company, more money, and possibly better prospects. I cant turn it down, its been overall a good three years or so with BUPA, but if they do not want to keep their most experienced staff, inevitably, we move on to better prospects. I am now engaged, and have to think of our futures.
One of Katies grand daughters 'Casey' took ill over the week and was rushed into Hospital with suspected Appendicitis, it transpired as something more Complex, fortunately was spotted and treated immediately. 'Casey', very much our Tomboy, will be discharged hopefully today, and will bounce back with her usual energy. Witticism of the week has to go to Maximus, I have often said he behaves like a pregnant Nun when in 'Purdie', whats that noise?, whats that smell? what do you mean NO petrol?! etc. So the other night dropping him off at Air Cadets, and as he climbs out of 'Purdie', he mutters indignantly "why don't you get a Car that was made in THIS century!".