My weekend started of with a few tears on Saturday as this is my third Mother's Day with out my mum and I was feeling the loss all over again. My mother and I were very close and did everything together. Dad said she would make any excuse to get over to my house. We shopped, went on over night trips , did markets , went for tea, anywhere that took our fancy we went to. I read not long ago that your mum is your first love and your first enemy. A funny story about that , I think I must of been around 5 and I had been naughty and mum made me go to bed and I was not alowed to watch young talent time ( my favourite show).
Well the evil child I was took a hair clip from my hair bit of the plastic end bit so it was sharp metal and engraved into the antique bed head MUM IS A BUM.
Well was I in trouble . To this day I'm constantly reminded of it as only 2 weeks ago we sold that bed and dad went to visit the lady who was restoring it and she said oh yes we had a bit of trouble sanding out the mum is a bum engraved in it. Hence he rang me to tell me.
We had breakfast at McDonald's
We went to the mill market ( oh how I love vintage things)
Not much work got done this weekend but hopefully soon . It's allways nice to get some time out.