Mothering Sunday

.... so today is Mothering Sunday....

Although I am very bright, I don't tell the time, I don't need to... my internal clock is very clear. I like to be snuggled down for the night by not long after seven, and I really don't want to be up before nine in the morning. Week days are a bit of trial in that sense, but weekends are lovely... Long lie ins, and even a snuggle up and snooze with Catherine. Today it all started a bit early... something to do with British Summer time....

So it was breakfast for the girls in bed.... I love that, because it's easier to beg titbits.... and Catherine got some sunnies... She collects sunglasses and surprise surprise (suddenly went a bit Cilla) she has another pair...however, they aren't run of the mill.....

 

Somehow they don't strike me as everyday wear......

Anyway the hilarity continued... and here is Edna, Catherine's Mum wearing them.... There were lots of jokes about Elton John, and being able to give Dame Edna a run for her money....

And I wanted to wear them too... People look at me, and forget I am a Mum, a Grandma, and a Great Grandma.... its because no one who knows me now, knew me then.....just like my friends at fAABI and Amarna... people see them as they are now, not as they were...

But, like them, I remember who I was, and it can make me a bit sad.... but needless to say I eventually got to wear the Mum's sunglasses.... and I was officially one of the gang....