Saturday was my little girl's 12th birthday, so we were up early giving presents and having the breakfast of her choice - pain au chocolat, mainly.
My wife then took Custard the dog for his morning walk while the kids got ready to go out. We were outside Pizza Hut (my daughter's choice) at opening time, the only time on a Saturday you can get a table without waiting, and were the first ones in. We had nachos, garlic ciabatta and a mixed platter for starters, then 2 large stuffed crust pizzas, then profiteroles and ice cream. Our waitress had the kids in stitches, being incredibly happy, friendly and helpful - the kids were like "Oh my God, what is wrong with her, she must really love working here, or is she on drugs?" I just thought she was great and gave her a good tip. Last time I thought I was going to die of thirst and had to crawl to the counter whispering "water, water" through cracked lips. Well, I might be exaggerating a little but you get the idea...
Then we waddled out into the town to do some shopping - I took the boys to look at computer games while my wife took the Birthday Girl off to spend some of her money on girly stuff. When everyone had finished we joined up again and headed for home.
In the evening, my wife and I watched "I am Legend", which I rather enjoyed, though my wife thought it was not as good as the book.
Sunday was intended to be nice and restful but around 10am we got a call from my dad. We have planted some vegetables in his garden and he said that the plants were all coming up and the pigeons were coming down and eating them all - we needed to get some nets over them very quickly! So we dashed to the garden centre, grabbed some netting, dashed back and put up the nets. The dashing was all in vain, though - only 2 things were actually coming up and some pigeons had FLOWN OVER the garden. Somehow, between seeing this and reaching the phone, my dad's imagination had run riot and made it into something from that Hitchcock movie! Oh well. One day we will learn. Meanwhile, the kids, especially my daughter, were entertaining themselves with their new stuff and seemed oblivious to our ordeal.
So a good weekend for all really, if we steer away from the netting incident, but I guess you can't have everything.