Happy Birthday

Sunday was Jeni's birthday; such a pleasant way to spend an afternoon. There is something about balloons, candles and cake that enlivens the mood. Grey clouds and puddles not enough to dampen the day. Alain had spared no effort. Marinated chicken wings and drumsticks to excite the appetite. Barbecued mussels and prawns for starters. This was followed by a mountain of steak, sausages and salads. Convivial company; what more could we want? Birthday cake. Never to old for candles and cake, Jeni blew out her candles with unsurpassed grace whilst the onlookers sang the traditional chorus of Happy Birthday. Was that Anne's pavlova that I had seen arrive earlier? What should I choose? Sometimes one tires of making choices so the only option was, of course, to sample both. Hmmm, they were both delicious. The fireside's warmth enticing. How difficult it was to bid farewell! Time to go; the reluctance obvious. I do like parties and Sunday was no exception.