Happy Birthday Paul

Monday  11 June 2012  - Happy Birthday Paul & Sven

Day 60 and 99 to go

With the extra drinks last night I didn’t sleep so well and was awake with the dry horrors. By the time morning arrived I was still tired but with our plans to spend some time with Charlotte I had to get out. The weather outside didn’t provide any motivation, as it was grey, miserable and drizzly.

We had breakfast and rang home. There were plenty of birthday messages for Paul. It was great to hear from everyone.

We did a quick trip to the shop for some groceries and returned home with a clean car as there was flooding on the road. I was glad we were in a car with a little higher ground clearance.

Chell had finally arrived so we had a quick chat with him before heading to Dario’s to catch up with Charlotte. We drove through Willian as Chell said the pond was flooded. We drove the car through it and then turned around and came back through it. We really needed a boat!

Charlotte was ready and waiting for us. Liam wasn’t able to join us as he was having his chest waxed in readiness for their trip to Morocco. Boy did Paul have fun with that. Damn army boys.

We got back in the car and she directed us to Whellan Garden where I could do some shopping. It was only a short trip. We found parking in the undercover that was needed as it was still raining.

Paul was shown where the pub was and Charlotte and I got to it. I was on a mission, as I needed a new pair of jeans and a belt. Fortunately the first place we went into had what I was looking for and in my size and length. With the jeans found we then browsed the other shops, I managed to steer Charlotte away from buying more clothes, shoes or bathers. We then went to find Paul.

He was very surprised when we turned up so soon a he hadn’t finished his first beer. We decided to have the lunch special that Charlotte shouted. Thank you. We then returned to the car and drove back to Dario’s where we left Charlotte to complete her packing as she is off to Morocco tomorrow for 10 days. Lots of sun lucky thing.

We were back at Chell’s by 3pm where we flaked out on the couch watching TV. Chell had his nose back in his books. We caught up on emails and Facebook. Chell went to visit Maisie. We watched the next Euro match. England v France. 

When Chell returned I put together a quick dinner from the leftovers of yesterday’s lunch. We continued to watch the soccer that again ended in a 1 all draw.

With us all soccered out we channel surfed for some time watching the comedy Bennidorm and a doco called Day in England that was very interesting.  When the show finished Paul and I called it a night.