The Tapas Weekender!

Hello, 

Looking at the small pile of presents I had accumulated over the last few weeks, I didn't think it was enough. After all it was Mr. Warehouse's birthday and whilst he hadn't asked for much or hinted at many items on his wish list, I still struggled with the little amount I did get him. In the knowledge that I wanted him to be surprised on the morning of his Birthday, I quickly hopped on Amazon and ordered a rather expensive last-minute, next-day-delivery gift. Fully able to flip in all 4 directions it is well fitted for outdoors flying. Having a flight time of about 7 minutes it has a built in camera and comes with built in guards to protect them from damage. Not something on Mr. Warehouse's wish list but something I know he would enjoy. It arrived Wednesday Morning as planned and I looked forward to the little face that would be opening it the following morning. Quickly I wrapped it up as soon as I got home and prepared for the following mornings unveiling. 

Opening his presents the following morning, Mr. Warehouse was delighted with his gifts - A plastic Spiderman bowl (because he broke the ceramic one that he won in Newquay's Seaside Arcades), a leather wallet, phone case, and a 3D-VR Virtual Reality Headset, as well as the drone of course. I also had booked a table for dinner and both of us looked forward to something a bit different: A nine-course Argentinian Steak BBQ Meal. Mmm ... 

And following a long and drawn out day at work I was glad to be not cooking for once. I would say that the meal itself was lovely, juice lamb racks, succulent steaks and tender chicken graced our plates along with lashings of salad, olives and halloumi, all washed down with a nice glass of wine. I was surprised at the end of the meal when the women whom has been serving us brought out a plate of towering chocolate covered profitoroles and proceeded to sing "Happy Birthday" to us in the broken English she had. As sweet as it was, for me it is not the first place that I want to go for dinner, especially in Bedford, nevertheless, Mr. Warehouse seemed to thoroughly enjoy himself and the meal which ended a wonderful birthay for him and I to share together.
 
As Friday approached I began to look forward to the weekend and after last week trying to meet up with my Dad to talk things over after our argument a few months ago, we finally made a date and met for breakfast on Saturday morning at a nice hotel by the river in Bedford. I think that we covered alot of ground that needed covering and in all fairness whilst we agreed on many points there were also times where I felt he was out of order. Overall though I am really glad we have had it out and whilst we didn't cover everything in depth, we both know now what we expect and want from each other and our relationship as Father and Daughter. I am now looking forward to seeing real change that we will all be happy with. 

After Breakfast was done we left and Dad was kind enough to collect the Doggy and Mr. Warehouse (he had been working an overtime shift just to earn some extra money for my birthday gifts - Sweet isn't he!) and dropped us all into Marston Mortaine for another weekend with Momma Warehouse, the new boyfriend and the White-Chocolate-Eating Toy Poodle. After popping to the local shops for some provisions, Mr. Warehouse and I made our way round to his Brother's house to share in some drinks and a takeaway to celebrate him turning Twenty-Four! Enjoying the company we soon returned back to his family home where we were in bed and asleep by ten! 

Sunday was a busy day though so with little or no capability for a lay-in Mr. Warehouse and I were up and ready to get the bus back home where I would have just enough time to change my top before heading back out for a driving lesson. Getting better on each two-hour-sesh I still am ropey when it comes to junctions and controls, but I am really anxious to take my test, although I am anticipating that I will not pass first time. Finishing my lesson however I made my way back to my Hometown of Houghton Regis as I was invited to celebrate Miss Tweedle-Dumb's parents Twenty-Fifth wedding anniversary.  Although when I walked in at five-to-six both Miss Tweedle-Dumb and Miss Tweedle-Dee appear shocked that I had arrived not just on time but also very slightly early, and in comparison to some guests who hadn't even turned up for the surprise celebrations. Saying nothing we enjoyed each others company and I admired how a couple who had been through some up's and down's over the last quarter-century still came out strongly untied in holy matrimony. Enjoying the evening I was frustrated that I couldn't drive yet as usual it took me well over an hour to get back home, by the time of which Mr. Warehouse was already in bed. 

And so comes to an end another weekend. Upcoming is the August Bank Holiday in the UK so hopefully will be making the most of it and maybe even viewing some cars!


'Til next time, Love A.Lou xx