Twelve Years Old

My youngest turned 12 recently, and because her birthday fell on a Sunday, we could extend the fun across the weekend. Friday involved a sleepover, Saturday was Stagecoach and then tea with grandparents, and Sunday was a day of treats and time with my daughter.

Thankfully, Rose was happy to be dragged come along to a Poultry Show and Sale on the Sunday morning but alas, no hens were suitable to join our flock, although we did have tea and cake and admired the Pekin bantams who were all very cute. Lunch consisted of vegan burgers in home-made buns with oven-baked potatoes, at Rose's request. In the afternoon, Rose asked if we could go to the allotment (she really did ask) as we have just become new tenants of a plot in the next village. The shed was painted and weeding was done and we found lots of worms as we forked through the soil. The allotments are situated on a fruit farm so we're all looking forward to spring blossom time as the view will be spectacular! Once the flask of tea had run out we headed home for vegan carrot cake with cashew frosting which was just absolutely delicious! Rosie's decision to explore veganism has been challenging at times but we've made some great finds and it's been good for me to get out of the rut of baking and cooking the same old stuff all the time.

So, it was low key and understated, but we had a lovely weekend, celebrating in our own inimitable style!