isa ma birfday....

...an i sis eleben....is what Charlotte used to tell everyone several times a day when she was a baby.
Translated, she was saying "Its my birthday, and I am eleven".  It wasn't her birthday and she certainly wasn't 11.

        Well today is my birthday and I'm not 11 either.

     When Darsh gets back from the bank we are going for afternoon tea in a walled garden near Lichfield and a walk in the countryside.  Yes dog you are coming too, and you are going to enjoy it!
Might get chance to update my blog with my weekend pictures later.