Now where shall I start? It's been an eventful weekend, with one thing and another. How was your weekend dear readers? Have you been busy?
It's been a busy one for me, with some family highs and lows.
It all began on Friday with the atrocious weather. The rain was pelting against the window pane, the ferocious winds were shaking the trees, and the temperature had turned bitterly cold. My cousins husband was on his way home from work, on his scooter, when a car pulled out on him. He had to violently swerve out of the way, to avoid crashing into the car. And as a result of this he skidded in the wet weather conditions and was flung off his bike.
Fortunately an off-duty police officer was near the scene, and ran over to place him in the recovery position and call an ambulance.
The first I heard of the accident was when a text message was received on my mothers mobile, from my aunt, informing us my cousins husband had been rushed to hospital, and she was on her way to my cousins house to baby sit their three children. Can you imagine what raced through my mother and I's mind? In situations like this, you can't help fearing the worst. I literally felt sick to the stomach until I heard all was well and he was on his way home.
How lucky was he? He left the hospital bruised and shaken, but thank goodness he could still kiss his wife and three children good night.
After the accident, my mother was on the telephone to my other aunt, both breathing sighs of relief that the only injuries he'd sustained was bruising, when my mother learnt that my other cousin had been rushed to hospital a few days ago with an epileptic fit. He has never suffered with one in his life. Oh no, something else to worry about! How do parents cope?! He's been fine since and on a happier note he's just announced his engagement and he's planning a huge engagement party. I'm eagerly awaiting my invitation in the post, and I have a funny feeling the perfect dress will be worn once again.
The weather brightened up on Saturday, along with the mood in my house. A friend and I went to a near-by town to purchase mothers day presents. I know, so much for me being creative and making her something! In my defence, I did make her card and I rummaged around charity shops for something suitable to paint and decorate. But I failed to find anything suitable to paint and decorate, and I ran out of time. So pink and white flowers, and a rose painted ornament for the home were bought.
My friend and I also stumbled across an antiques fair which we happily browsed around, admiring the jewellery, china and books, and I treated myself to a £2 bag which was in immaculate condition. A bargain, if I do say so myself.
With aching feet (I was suddenly reminded of the Mobile World Congress!) we stopped off at a pleasant pub for a glass of wine, and stayed there to watch England's entry for the Eurovision Song Contest. An ex Eastenders actress, and an X Factor contestant entered. And I'm not sure who the others were? In Saturday night television tradition, the contestants sang and the general public were allowed to vote for their favourite. No we didn't vote, and to be perfectly honest I wasn't really keen on any of the songs. I wonder if it will be nil points again for us this year?! And Terry Wogan (the Irish presenter) will drink too much Guinness? Or whatever it is that he drinks to help him through the night. Some things, dear readers, never change.
Today is Mothers Day. My mother, father and I took a drive out to country pub, opposite a village green, for Sunday lunch. Minestrone soup, roast beef with all the trimmings, and chocolate fudge cake and vanilla ice-cream were lapped up.
I love Sunday roasts, and hopefully my mother appreciated escaping the kitchen and having the luxury of a meal cooked for her.
Happy Mothers Day, mum! What would I do without you?!
Which brings me to bed time. I'm looking forward to wrapping my duvet around me and reading 'Case Histories' (so far a young girl's vanished and another girl has had her throat cut, not exactly light reading) until my eyes feel sleepy and refuse to stay awake for one second longer.
Here's to another week. I hope it's a good 'un!
Picture of the day:
Happy Mothers Day.