This weekend we had a Sunday lunch party for Auntie J, the girls and I pinked out the kitchen table, pretty table cloth, very kitsch kitson table runner, lilies and candles and pink balloons. The final touch was the bunting which we hung from the uplighters looked fantastic.

Lunch went well the freerange, had a very nice life saw sunshine chicken (that had a security tag) tasted great the gloopy chestnut and mushroom stuffing tasted suprisingly good.
The candles on the cake ingnited and extinguished in a birthday fashion.

We all retired to the sitting room to play Britains got talent the chocolate version that is now £1 in M &S well spent £1. I had to play mercy on a saucepan, Uncle J had to an irish jig while singing happy birthday the teenies had to do a cha cha all very lively.

Then Scarlet save the day, literally the house, she goes into the conservatory and rushes back in there is a fire... well as she has spotted badgers and deer in out 10ft square courtyard the husband gets up to check really to keep her happy. Oh yes the lightbulb was now on it had burnt through the bunting and the flag was on fire. Scarlet is the heroine.She is saying it was the kittens that alerted her. The smell is still with us, but luckily so it the house.

Husband now has to put a smoke alarm this week on the ceiling of the utility room as this part of the house is remote and this could so easily happen again.

Update on weight loss, I took the weekend off so I did eat Chocolate Caterpillar cake and the gloopy zillion calorie chestnut stuffing and I didn't exercise so today it is back on track. Monday is Special K Monday.