Riding Against The Wind
Firstly.. Happy Birthday Daffy !!
This is the birthday girl thinking of what else she can cook to fatten us up….
This is her and her toilet-mate..
See who's the wannabe?
Samedi, dans Five Rivers de Leamington..
I love Leamington. If only Warwick Uni is in Leamington.
More celebrations today. Could not take pics because of low battery.
But I am sure there will be a colourful account on everyone's blogs. Basically we had a great diner and the followed by watching Supersize Me. I so want to go to Mc Donalds now! And also I feel guilty for not exercising as much as I should, have been planning but not doing anything because of the cough plus the very bad English weather.
This weekend has been so good but like all good things came with the price of a mountain of work which will soon take over Mount Everest to be the highest mountain in the world. But whatever la..
Lastly as I was riding my bike back from work today, I thought of dad. It was cold and I wished that Dad would pick me up. ( I know it was only a short ride back to Claycroft from the Arts Center but still it was freezing..) As the wind blew, I thought about the times when I told dad that he was spoiling me and I would never ever be independent. He drove me to school. He helped me with my homework. He would make a cuppa Milo for me every night. He would do errands for me. Anything I need, any problem I had all I had to was to shout for Pa. I remember I had a road accident once and I was too flabbergasted and shocked and all I could say was 'Please call my dad. He will sort it out.' When I asked him to let me be more independent he said ' Ah one day you will be, don't worry.'
Even though, I have learnt to be independent now, I still sometimes yearn for dad's cuppa Milo.