Three of us always go out to celebrate each other's birthdays. The "birthday girl" chooses the pub or restaurant, the other two pay.
When I rang Jane recently she didn't want to go to a pub. Midsummer birthdays can be celebrated with a picnic, she said. She'd even provide the picnic she said.
No way, I said. It's your birthday so Sarah and I will provide the picnic.
Then I regretted it. Sarah has been hospitalised twice in the last couple of months. She's not well. So guess who would have to do the lion's share?
I made it as easy on myself as I could. Most things ordered from Mr Tesco. And delivered by Mr Tesco's lad. Just a bit of cooking.
But presentation makes or mars anything. To make things easier we decided to have the picnic in Jane's garden, a glorious setting. I took my banqueting table and my starched table linen. Plastic was banned from the scene.
|Jane with Riot and Pandemonium, her cats|
Even Jane's cats seemed to approve (not surprising with the wonderful fish we were eating!)Truly a simple meal was made super