Mr. S's Birthday

Yesterday I took half a day off at work, because of Mr. S's birthday. I left at noon, and first went shopping. He didn't know that his mother and brother and my parents would arrive in the afternoon so we could have a small surprise-party. When I came home the children who took a sailing-tutorial were already busy ... euhm... sailing.


A bit later Mrs. B arrived, a longtime friend of Mr. S, and as we were temporarily very much in the neighborhood, she paid him a birthday-visit. The cat was still very much afraid to go outside and watched everything from way up high.


And then in the evening we had that small surprise-party. Raclette as a meal and afterwards a small cake with 46 (forty-six!!!) candles, which Mr. S blew out straight away.