Perfect Afternoon Tea with Friends

I have explained before that I am fortunate enough to have five best friends, all from different stages of my life. I am in regular contact with four of them and I wrote to my high school friend this weekend in an attempt to re-connect, as we have not been in touch for some time. I exchange emails several times a week with the two best friends who now live in America, which I love. Joshua and I are going to the theatre, to see another musical, with best friend number 5 next weekend, so that will be fun and yesterday, we went out for afternoon tea with best friend number 4 and her daughter, who was also 18 this year. I had not seen either of them for some time, although we text each other regularly, so that was a treat. I love how you can be yourself with your best friends, you do not have to be on your best behaviour and they really know you well enough to know what you are thinking. The only disagreement we had yesterday was over who was going to pay for the treat.

We picked them up from their flat and walked to the hotel , where our table was booked. We had taken Joshua’s wheelchair with us but he refused to sit in it and he walked through the city arm in arm with his Dad, as I pushed an empty chair. The table was set out beautifully with mis-matched bone china cups, saucers and teapots. We were brought delicate pastries to start with, then a 3 -tiered cake stand displaying selection of sandwiches on the bottom, then  a scone with jam and cream and finally some mini desserts on the top layer. It both looked and tasted wonderful and we had lots of laughs while enjoying the treat . Joshua ate some egg sandwich and drank his orange juice. He enjoyed being with us and waving at the waitresses but this type of food was not his choice of outing, and unusually he even rejected the cake. So much so that my friend suggested that we detour on the way back to take him to Donalds for his choice of treat. At first I resisted as he had been offered plenty of food options that he had rejected, but of course I relented and so we left the hotel, four of us full to bursting and swearing that we would never eat again, and we all sat and watched him consume chicken and chips, with real gusto! I am beginning to fear that this is the only dining out that Joshua will tolerate these days! Let’s hope that it is just a phase.

It was a lovely afternoon out and we did not need to eat anything more when we got back home. Joshua went upstairs and he kept on handing me his pyjamas once I had removed his boots and splints. So I changed him into his PJs, expecting him to come back downstairs in them, but he climbed into bed, pulled the duvet up around his chin and pointed at his CD player, indicating that he wanted his bedtime audio book. Before 8pm, he was fast asleep ,so that walk across the city must have worn him out, and he stayed there all night. I too went to bed a couple of hours later, with a smile on my face.

 

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