daughters eh

Yesterday was our second daughter E’s 30th birthday. 30! I know it’s a cliche but it doesn’t seem 5 minutes since she was starting school. Another cliche is how old does that make us feel too…When R was 30 we threw a big party for her at home – she’d been looking forward to it from the day after she was 21 and it was a major event in her life. E’s situation is very different of course; she’s married with children of her own and E wasn’t expecting a major fuss from us. But we’d been planning a bit of a surprise with her husband S for a couple of weeks. Yesterday afternoon we flew in to the UK  got a car and bombed down to Brighton. The boys are away for the weekend and S was taking E to this great restaurant called ‘Bill’s Produce’. When they arrived we were already there along with our other daughter S and husband I. I’m sure E must have realised some surprise was cooking when earlier in the afternoon she called C on her mobile as she couldn’t reach us on our home phone in Italy. We were just checking in to the hotel in Brighton and this flock of seagulls were squawking overhead and clearly audible to E. We don’t get many seagulls in the montains in le Marche. Anyway we had a fantastic evening. If you get the chance give Bill’s a try; great food and wine, service and atmosphere.


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About Paul

Having decided on a change of life by moving home from the UK to Italy, this is the story and thoughts of a man on a personal journey from the Blackpool Tower to the Leaning Tower of Pisa, in search of la dolce vita. After several olive harvests he's now back in London but en route he shares his very personal perspectives on life.

2 thoughts on “daughters eh

  1. enjoy every minute rs (once you get past the sleepless nights). looking back it’s amazing how quickly your kids grow up. and it’s non-repeatable of course…

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