27/05/2017

BIRTHDAY TEA

Since it is a lovely sunny day, and apart from me none of his family had participated in his birthday trip, Wilson  erected his new tent in the garden and organised a Birthday Picnic for everyone.

Well, I say 'organised' but that consisted mainly of him sitting in his garden lounger telling people what to do.


The Bees made a lot of sandwiches and rolls with honey, but I think everyone was aware that if Uncle Zoltan had been present there would have been an iced birthday cake with candles...


W says that tomorrow he'll get down to producing the June instalment of his Free 2017 Calendar. He told me that he's planning something 'a bit special' because apparently a VERY notable anniversary falls in June.


Something ant-related, I assume...



26/05/2017

🎶 LITTLE MAN, YOU'VE HAD A BUSY DAY 🎶

Once Wilson had confessed that he was replete, if not actually stuffed full, I paid the bill and we made our way back to the car.

Perhaps it was the excitement of his birthday, perhaps it was the busy day, perhaps it was the bottle of Chianti he consumed over dinner – whatever it was, he slept soundly for the whole journey back to Uckfield.


When we arrived I lifted him out of the car, still snoring gently, and popped him into his tumble dryer without waking him.


I just hope he hasn't got a hangover tomorrow...



24/05/2017

VICTORY PARADE

Just before we finished our mains, an SMS arrived on Wilson's phone. 

I don't approve of him using his phone at mealtimes, but I made an exception as it was his birthday.


It was a photo from The Bees, showing them with their children Johnson and Johnson, at the Brighton and Hove Albion Victory Parade in Brighton.


Wilson showed me the photo, raised his eyebrows and remarked dryly, 'Footballing Bees, eh? What will they think of next?!' before returning to his food.



22/05/2017

ZIZZI'S

In spite of having eaten at IKEA not long before, when we arrived at Zizzi's for Wilson's birthday dinner he declared that he was 'well starving' and could 'eat a horse' if he weren't a vegetarian.

'I'm a growing boy, New Dad!' he reminded me.


He ordered several Starters and a couple of Mains from the menu, plus a bottle of chianti – and from past experience I didn't doubt that he would polish them off with relish.


Once he had finished, he rounded off the meal with two desserts and several coffees, before finally announcing that he was 'Well full!'



21/05/2017

IGLOO

Once Wilson had eaten his fill in the Restaurant, we returned to the Children's Furniture Zone en route to the Marketplace, and thence the car park. 

However, W's eye was caught by yet another 'must have' item – an igloo tent


'Just think of all the fun we could all have in a tent like this, New Dad – we could play in it in the garden, it would stop me getting sunburnt... we could even sleep out in it!'


I reminded him that he is scared of the dark, and as soon as night fell he'd be knocking on the door to come back in; he countered by saying that I'd be sleeping out in the tent with him too. Obviously.


Honestly, that little tent seems a bit minuscule to accommodate Wilson, his entire family of toys AND me, but I could see that it would have good play value and agreed to buy one for his birthday. 


I used to spend a lot of time playing in a little tent in the garden when I was W's age...