Joan, my aunt, is 80 this week. She had a big party for family and friends in her home village of Shenstone yesterday. She's in terrific form and it was great to see Agnes, her younger sister and my dad's older sister, over from Australia. They were both having a great time.
Brian and I were introduced to Caz, her new friend. I'd discreetly asked whether Joan would like him invited to our partnership, to be told that "it wasn't that kind of friendship".
Brian and I spent quite a bit of time winding my mother up about the fact that she hadn't phoned us when we were on holiday. She claimed to believe that it was much much more expensive for her to phone my mobile when I was out of the country and that she needed aspecial code. Since I had told her otherwise before I went, I don't believe that for a moment!
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