I organised some birthday drinks, the Friday after the big day itself, so I could celebrate with friends in London. I was sad my family wouldn’t be there but I also didn’t expect them to travel to London, from Scotland, for an evening in the pub.
We went to the Blue Boat, this beautiful place next to the river in Hammersmith. It’s close to the office to entice people’s attendance. The weather was kind of holding out. I even refrained from one dose of my painkillers so I could have a fruity cider for the occasion.
So many friends showed up and I had a fabulous evening. Then around 7pm I spied a woman who looked a whole lot like my mum across the bar. And she smiled at me. And I realised IT WAS MY MUM. Before I could ask her why she was there I spotted my dad too and seeing them both grinning at me, in a bar in London, I burst into tears.
The sneaks had clocked where I was celebrating on Facebook, roped in my brother to look after the cat and dog at theirs, and taken the train to London to SURPRISE ME.
IT WAS THE BEST BIRTHDAY PRESENT EVER. I love them so much and I can’t believe they went to all that trouble to make it happen for me.
We spent the Saturday together in Chiswick wandering around, getting coffee, grabbing a burger at Byron’s, and then finished the evening in their hotel bar before it was time for bed. The next day I took them to the train station and, after brunch, I waved them off.
My parents know how much I love surprises. (I thought my surprise was the GORGEOUS diamond earrings they sent me before my birthday!) I just can’t believe they pulled it off. I still get the warm fuzzies thinking about it.
Really, all in all, I couldn’t have had a better 30th birthday. :D