Weekend Party

Travelling down south to Dunstable way the blossoms were beautiful ... lining the motorways and roads as we travelled along.  I love the way that the blackthorn blossoms before any of the leaves, adding a hint that Spring is on the way.


We managed to find the Hotel, another of PJ's little gems, hidden away behind the Restaurant.  We washed and changed then toddled off to the Party.

The party was organised by M's sister and daughter at a private venue, they had gone to a lot of trouble searching through M's address book to invite his friends. 

Ignore Breakfast - enjoy the view

 The venue itself could not be faulted, was magnificently fitted out and we had the use of the kitchen, patio and indoor pool area.  

There was a disco set up in the pool area so PJ and myself sat at the side of the pool and watched as the other guests arrived.  the DJ hushed us all as we were expecting the guest of honour ..... and then informed us that there was a delay as the taxi had not arrived on time.  We waited another half an hour and then the taxi was on its way ... hush ...... silence .... and then the man arrived!  
We all moved out onto the patio and 'Happy Birthday' rang out loud and clear into the night air.  M was amazed but loved every moment!  


The party real started now, the music picked up, the food was served (Pig Roast), the drink flowed and the Scouts were together again.





The amateur dramatic society organised the toast, joined in the disco as a chorus, harmonising so well that the DJ  kept turning the music down!!

We returned to the hotel and after a good night's sleep started to wend our way home. 

We managed to find a good place to have our breakfast ........

We passed the most amazing henhouse ..... house in a pen for the hens ..... set us off thinking ....