I left it to this morning to go and look for the box in the loft,. Of course I couldn't find it.
Instead, I've decorated our house with bunting from DH's 60th birthday. minus the "Happy Birthday" bits. I almost didn't put it up. As I unwrapped each bag, I was amazed at how beautifully I'd folded, pressed and wrapped it. I'd even pinned "front" to the front of each run (the bunting is double sided).I nearly put it away, but the weather was fine, so I hung it out. I put some Toy Story bunting up across the windows of a neighbour who is shielding (after asking, I hasten to add).
I had made two loaves in Pullman pans yesterday, so I made finger sandwiches. I cut the crusts off (such wasteage, of course, would not have happened on VE day!) and cut them into two perfect finger sandwiches. Except when I turned them on their sides I realised that I'd cut the bread too thickly. So, I quartered them instead, and didn't put them on their sides. DH and I hoovered up the crusts and the off-cuts of fillings.
We spent a pleasant hour on sitting on chairs on the driveway, having our tea and sadwiches, chatting to our next door neighbour (more than 2 metres apart).I learned a lot about Fortnite from one of the children.
Quite a lot of the street turned out. Some, like us, were in their front gardens; some were on the pavement; the people in the flats had something in the communal gardens behind the flats.
We were so lucky with the weather.
