Not only am I no longer a school mum, I am now the mother of an adult. Friday was Tom's 18th birthday. He didn't want a party. He wanted to go out to dinner at the Loch Fyne fish restaurant in Knutford, where his birthday treat was lobster thermidor! We did that on Thursday evening (as I had a date with five young men by the names of Gary, Howard, Jason, Mark and Robbie on the Friday). Tom was in his element.
Lovely food and a lovely evening.
But how did this little tink become 18 under my nose and where have those 18 years gone? Happy 18th birthday Tomsk. We love you lots and lots x x x x
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