Party time

It's been a busy few days....Oscar's 1st birthday which has resulted in even more toys cluttering up the living room....(not that I'm not grateful for gifts).  So many pressies, so little space.  After all he's been given by friends and family...it's still back to the remote control, the repeated swinging of the puppy gate, and mummy and daddy's telephone for hours of fun and amusement.  I did say, at this age, he'd be easily pleased with just a cardboard box, but my wife was having none of it....."SCROOOOGE" came the response.

At the weekend, the arrival of his long-awaited and much planned party.  I think my wife went a bit overboard with the invitations, so if you're reading this and thinking to yourself...."I wasn't invited!"....count this as a blessing...for the levels of noise was deafening, and that was just the adults.  A local entertainer lady "Jo Jingles" did her thing, and a little circle was formed, out of mums and their little treasures.  All eyes and ears on Jo and the many songs with actions!  I was doing the manly thing of opting out and observing from afar chatting to my sisters and respective bro-in-laws I'd not seen in a while.  After three hours of unstoppable  fun, food and squash and handing out the party bags...you see...I am such a big kid....it was time to pile high my boot with all the many birthday pressies for Oscar.

"Oh no, I think I may have man-flu"  And sure enough, my Saturday night was spent watching the final of Strictly, feeling very sorry for myself, shivering and sweating alot.  Ola Jordan does have that effect on me!