Saturday, July 4, 2015
A Party with the Beatles
Today is the day of our little garden party. I've only been up about 15 minutes but already I've Windexed our glass tabletops and made my morning coffee. I've got no time to waste because things have to get done before I leave for French class at 9:30.
(Ooooh -- a parrot is back on our bird feeder right now!)
Dave spent a lot of time working on the garden yesterday, and he ordered the food and the wine. I laundered our sheets, did some basic housework and took the dog to Hampstead Heath, but did very little in the way of party preparation. I feel a little guilty leaving it to him, but as we've established I'm not an experienced host! This is his bailiwick!
At the end of the school year in June, a student gave Dave and two other music teachers each a magnum of champagne. So the others are bringing theirs to the party and we're going to drink them today. One cannot have a bad time with champagne present, although it has been known to give me a headache later.
We had a crazy thunderstorm in the middle of the night. It was sunny when we went to bed and sunny when I got up this morning, but at around midnight there was rain, crashing thunder and howling wind. It seems now like something I imagined, or a bad dream, except that the ground is wet and clearly rain really happened.
(Photo: Graffiti on the wall of Abbey Road Studios in St. John's Wood.)