Sunday, 7 December 2014

Traff's 30th Birthday

Traff got up with me on Friday morning to open his presents in bed!
All good landmark birthdays should start at 6am!

After work we headed to Garry and Sharon's for the evening- They treated us to a massive chinese meal and excellent company.

We stayed at their's on Friday night so that we only had a short drive for the Skydiving on Saturday morning.
We had to get up at 6 (on a weekend!) to be there for 7.30 am to get all registered and trained up. we were lucky with the weather- it was sunny and bright (Thankfully not raining as that would have been a no-go) but freezing cold- Saturday was the coldest night of the years so far- the car was registering -1 degrees Celsius on the drive to the airfield.




We had to wait for the plane to defrost, so we waited about from about 8am after the training until 11am when they were able to take off!
eek.
Traff really enjoyed his Skydive.
he said he could see as far as the Wash at Kings lynn because it was such a clear day.




After the skydive we drove to Peterborough- with all the heaters on in the car to try and thaw our hands and feet out as much as possible from standing about in a field for like 4 hours.

We popped in to see Tony and Jo whilst Andy finished work, and they made lost of lovely warm cups of tea!
After that we headed into town to have nandos for tea!
:D
As it was Traff's 30th, fe decided he was too old to go clubbing so we got some beers in the Spa and headed back to Andy's for some chilling out and choons!
(In reality, it was just waaaayyyy too cold to we wandering around peterborough-it did look and feel very festive though!)


On Sunday morning we went for breakfast in spoons- This months Breakfast question is "What was the best part you ever played in the School Nativity?" It transpires all my friends except Tristrum (And myself) have had major parts in a primary school play- obviously Triat and I were just too naughty! Andy got to be a King, Traff was a Shepherd, Jay was a king and the in keeper on separate years, Tat
s was a mad russian woman (They do things differently in Luton...) Ray was a Camel and Kirstie was a Red hen.
Entertainment provided!

On the way back to the car They boys allowed me to go into the Sue Ryder "vintage" charity shop- I got myself a phallic and festive new jumper and was tempted to buy some curtains.


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