I know there are many through the world who celebrate Bastille Day but our celebration today is for my Daughter No 1. I can't believe how the years have flown since she just arrived on Bastille Day with twenty minutes to spare! In other words, at twenty minutes to midnight. I can't say she has had a mad passion for all things French as a result of this, she studied German at school so she's not even a speaker of the French language.
Life has tossed her some very curly twisty turns and I am so very proud of the woman she has become. She has created a wonderfully warm and welcoming home for her family, always ready to help someone else in their times of difficulty and a wonderful sister, friend and daughter.
I went to Melbourne yesterday and there was an early birthday dinner which her cousin brought us, along with her 3 children 4 1/2, nearly 3 and one!! How could she do it, getting them all into the car, all the dinner, etc, etc. And still be smiling!
The birthday morning began in the traditional way, presents and cups of tea in bed, then a hectic morning as the mobile, the land-line and the doorbell ringing all at the same time!
And now I am home, she is at work where she is working for her cousin.....
Whoever would have thought it he would be her boss!