... and Charles is on holiday again!!
In my opinion, this half term has flown past - but Charles may beg to differ. No major plans for the week, although Helen is coming for a few days so that we can really get to grips with all the cake stuff. I think we're planning to get the website completed, so will need to make a lot of cakes for photographic purposes! (Will be sending out invites to help with eating them!)
Hopefully Charles is going to post some photos of the cupcakes from earlier today. He's working on them now, so he may get them on here later this evening.
LILY & ROSE
Here are some photos of Lily & Rose. There are a few from the first time we saw them when they were just 4 weeks old. They would fit on your hand at this age and didn't look much like westies!
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I'm bringing your biggest fans up for a short visit at some point later next week if that's okay with you. Charles said you were busy early on...and if you find you're stowed off, we'll take a rain cheque (he he)
ReplyDeleteYour buffet was absolutely sensational. Top quality. I never eat at that time in the afternoon (honestly) but I felt and must have seemed like an insatiable pig to anyone watching. I deliberately didn't take a plate so that I might nibble undetected...but of course that meant that visits to the spread were necessarily more frequent than decency should allow. I was of course, acutely aware of this and so decided that the best plan would be to vary the table assault by attacking it from different angles, directions and levels. The strategy seemed to be meeting with a degree of success until one eagle eyed governor spotted my low level attack through the plate of mini cheese things before rising on the other side of the table to clip the plate of delicious samosas with my trailing hand and so proceeded to sound the alarm to anyone who would listen. I flew off to regroup and followed up with wave upon wave of successive attacks which meant that I hit everything. However, those mini banana things almost foiled my final sortee as my engine almost spluttered to a halt and I almost stalled near the exit. I pull out of the dive, quickly banked to the left, turned full circle and freed a green topped cupcake which seemed to have been taken prisoner towards the end of the do. And so it was with a victory roll and a tip of the wing to the squadron leader I made my escape , as I thought, to the nearest friendly airbase. Unfortunately I was forced to land in South Beach due to lack of fuel... (Next time...."Bridge on the river Why?"
We counted them all out STOP...
ReplyDeletebut there were very few that returned STOP...
Well Done Biggles old boy! STOP...
All the best STOP
Ginger OVER AND OUT
Top-ho Gp Capt... if you can fly a Sopwith Camel, you can fly anything...dashed sausage eaters... eh what?
ReplyDeleteScramble, Scramble!
ReplyDeleteChocs Away!