Man of the Moment.

You know how social events are like buses – well Billy has had a big weekend.

On Friday night we went out with his now-ex-colleagues after his last day working at Specsavers in town after 12 years of service. We started off with about 20 people, slowly whittling down over the course of the evening to 6 of us who went for a gorgeous curry at The Valley. It was lovely to see some old faces – ex colleagues who have also left Specsavers over the last couple of years and people had really made the effort to give Billy (and Mark, who was also leaving) a good send off. They also bought him an England cricket shirt and a presentation box containing a couple of very nice wines and some chocolates courtesy of Dillies.


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We got home at around midnight, and then on Saturday it was Billy’s birthday. I let him sleep in and then, because he was playing cricket all afternoon and having drinks with his cricket friends in the evening, I cooked him a full breakfast instead of a romantic dinner. He said he enjoyed it, and though his breakfast was my lunch, I enjoyed it too ๐Ÿ˜‰


Birthday Breakfast

I did pop over to the cricket club to join Billy and co for a drink or two (but the problem with cricket players is that they mainly talk cricket ๐Ÿ˜‰ ) then I came home to bed at 9.30pm leaving them to their pub crawl. I didn’t hear Billy come home, but he said it was around 2am so I think I made the right choice in declining their offer to join them ๐Ÿ˜›

So, a fitting pairing of events really – and the beginning of the rest of his life ahead.

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