Making a (not very) Old Woman Happy!

How quickly the years fly by and once again, my birthday was upon me. First of all, there were a number of cards to open; thanks to those who sent them. Went to the bar for tapas and rosé, then came home for a glass of champagne. Neither of us felt like any lunch, so decided to give it a miss and concentrate on the good meal that we were expecting to have at the restaurant in the evening.
Once again, it was too hot to go out until Jacques and Lizzie came over to give a mini concert of Beatles' songs on the upstairs terrace at apéritif time. Martine and Nick came along too, though not to sing. There was a plant and a card that "woofed" "happy birthaday" and it really was something special that happened very much at the last minute. Of course there was champagne and nibbles on offer from us.
Our meal at the restaurant was excellent, an English couple stopped by and sang a few lines of "Happy Birthday" on their way down to this week's meal and disco at the recreation ground . The owner must have heard because later on dessert arrived with a candle on it accompanied by a glass of champagne for each of us. But that's not all, who should come wandering by but six people from the town in Normandy that we're twinned with. Nothing to do with my birthday; they're booked into the local gîte for a week. When we'd finally finished our meal, it was our turn to head to the disco and yes, I did dance ...... even a rock and roll with the Maire!