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For the first time in ages, it feels like summer again. We’ve had a beautiful bank holiday weekend with temperatures in the mid-20s and clear blue skies. A perfect opportunity to celebrate what’s left of our summer…

We spent most of Saturday running around town getting last-minute things done for the wedding. Neil will be happy to know that I managed to find a tie… We had lunch at one of the pubs in town with a big beer garden – it’s gone through a total transformation now that the smoking ban has been implemented across the UK. Gone is the old collection of a few picnic tables, replaced with elaborate marquees, lighting, heaters and new tables to make the smokers more comfortable. The only downside to all this “improvement” is that you’re now sitting in the de facto smoking section if you choose to dine al fresco.

Nevermind. We did some al fresco dining of our own today – Jiri and Ann Marie invited us to Whitstable to eat fresh Whitstable oysters (which turned out not to be from Whitstable) and fresh sea bass cooked on the barbeque. If I’d been less stupid, there would be pictures of champagne and oysters on here, but since I forgot to insert the memory card into my camera until mid-meal, you’ll have to use your imagination.

The highlight of the meal was Jiri’s lightning-fast reflex in killing a fly, then a David Attenboroughesque moment when we fed the newly-squished fly to the spider outside. Jiri and I were eleven years old again. The girls weren’t nearly as impressed.

The weather forecast for tomorrow is good as well. Fingers crossed for another summery day!

Aude enjoying the summer sunshine

Aude enjoying the summer sunshine

Ann Marie smiles for the camera

Ann Marie smiles for the camera

Jiri with his camera

Jiri decides to play “who’s camera is bigger” and proves that I’m not the only one with a camera surgically attached to my hand.

Aude strikes a pose

Aude strikes a pose

Jiri

Jiri

Matt

Matt enjoying the sunshine

Jiri

Jiri

Entertainment

The afternoon’s entertainment, provided by a squished fly, a hungry spider, and Jiri’s quick work with a sandal.

Aude appears unimpressed with the show

Aude appears unimpressed with the show

Jiri, on the other hand, is fascinated.

Jiri, on the other hand, is fascinated. Then again, he doesn’t have a Sky TV subscription at home.

Ann Marie manages to keep her sense of humour about the whole thing...

Ann Marie manages to keep her sense of humour about the whole thing…

Spider

Dinner, packaged to go!

The sea bass was a success, too...

The sea bass was a success, too… Not much left for Daisy and Calypso!

One of the nice things about getting married overseas is that you get the chance to celebrate everything at least twice (or in our case, thrice – England, USA and France!) Since we were going to be in Washington for a few days, my parents took the opportunity to throw an impromptu engagement party for us. Some peanuts and cocktails, perhaps?

Nope. Six racks of lamb and all the trimmings. You know, a spur-of-the-moment kind of thing.

We had a great time – a great excuse for a party and a chance to catch up with lots of old friends.

Jim and Sima listen to Raymond tell a story

Jim and Sima listen to Raymond tell a story

Marta, Aude, Carol and Jim

Marta, Aude, Carol and Jim

Andy smiles for the camera

Andy smiles for the camera

Joanne, looking like she’s about to get into mischief

Joanne, looking like she’s about to get into mischief

Carol, captured by someone’s storytelling

Carol, captured by someone’s storytelling

The cat is unimpressed by the whole affair…

The cat is unimpressed by the whole affair…

I just wanted to wish Maria Grazia a very happy birthday this year as she turns ahem years old. We went over to her place to join her for a glass of champagne and a slice of cake, which is frankly all someone of her age can be expected to handle.

David & MG

David & MG

David & MG

David & MG

Marjo

Marjory shows off her new look, “Pretty in Pink”

Anne Laure

Anne Laure shows absolutely no evidence of having had a late night at our place the night before…

After fighting with British Airways for her luggage, Dara finally made it down to Canterbury around 3pm yesterday. Looking surprisingly sprightly despite her long flight from the States, we decided to do a little bit of shopping in the afternoon, followed by dinner at home – then out onto the town to celebrate St Patrick’s day in style.

Matt and Dara

Matt and Dara in the back yard, enjoying the unseasonably warm weather we’re having right now

Dara

Dara relaxes after a long journey…

Daisy

Daisy spent most of the weekend looking slightly alarmed

Cameras

Like all of our favourite guests, Dara has just bought a new camera. There were more flashes than the paparazzi.

Relaxing after dinner

Aude relaxes after dinner

Champagne

Visits with old friends call for champagne. Matthew happily assumes his role.

We ended up at a local jazz club where we were promised jazz music with an Irish flavour – the only Irish flavour I could find was the Guinness spilled on the floor. After an hour of that, we headed out to our local Cuban bar to catch a little salsa music and a few mojitos – having given up entirely on the Irish theme.

Having lured Dara down here on the basis of a proper Sunday roast, I had to drag myself out of bed this morning to deliver the readies. I bought an entire cow – well, 3kg of cow in any case, so we threw an impromptu dinner party for a few friends to help us eat it all. We locked Daisy out of the kitchen, and she spent the entire two hours we were eating staring through the door at the rib of beef. Poor thing!

Highlights of the meal included me setting fire to a napkin and Aude dousing the table with a pitcher of water. Never let it be said I don’t throw an interesting party.

Also noteworthy was Daisy’s long-running hatred of Dara, the reasons for which we still cannot understand. But there was loads of unprovoked hissing and baring of teeth – most uncharacteristic!

Daisy

Daisy seems to have reverted to kittenhood.

A rest...

A well-deserved rest after cooking the Sunday roast.

Hard work

Guests are hard work. The girls take a break after a weekend of entertaining.

Gung hei fat choi and a very happy Chinese New Year! It’s the Year of the Pig, and as always, we gathered a gang together to join in the traditional celebrations in Chinatown. The celebrations were earlier this year than they were in previous years, meaning at 7:45am start on a Sunday morning. Rousing the troops and getting them all pointed in the right direction took some doing.

We arrived at the (normally deserted) train station to discover that we were not the only people in Canterbury with the idea of celebrating the Chinese New Year. The platform was absolutely heaving with people all headed to Charing Cross for the celebration. We settled in and made our way up to London.

After a brief discussion about logistics, we took our positions for the (very short) parade. We were pleased to see that there was a group from Chartham participating, just down the road. It turns out that jumping isn’t the only thing that white men can’t do… they’re rubbish at dancing with a dragon, too.

Despite having no reservations, quick thinking and an early start mean that we were seated at New World restaurant for dim sum by 11:45am – just in time to beat the hordes of people. They do trolley service of the dim sum, and I think we must have hit every trolley twice. Stuffed to the brim, we went out to watch the dragons dance from restaurant to restaurant in search of food and offerings.

The gang for CNY

The gang take their position for the Chinese New Year parade down The Strand

Year of the Pig

It’s the Year of the Pig, so it’s no surprise to find this fellow as part of the parade

Dragon

A dragon, part of the procession down the Strand

Dancers

Dancers make their way down the street

Jerome

Jerome finally arrives to enjoy the festivities. The phrase “better late than never” springs to mind!

Gerrard Street

Gerrard Street, in the middle of London’s Chinatown, is decorated for the New Year and filled with visitors

Fortune

They say a picture is worth a thousand words!

Little dragon

Anne Marie is very happy with her little dancing dragon

Celebrations

Celebrating the Year of the Pig

Darren in Chinatown

Darren in the middle of Chinatown

A dragon

A dragon enters a shop in search of food!

A dragon

The dragon finds what it’s looking for!

The happy shopkeeper

The happy shopkeeper

Jiri

Jiri relaxes after a long day

After months of debating, Neil has decided to give up his job and join the circus. Well, not quite, but he has decided to take a few months off to learn French and do some travelling. He’s off to Paris tomorrow to spend three weeks learning French and feeding Anne-Laure’s brother, then he’s off to India to catch up with Sandro and Virginie. We decided to catch up with him for a farewell lunch at the Dog Inn, a final decent English meal before he has to eat that awful French food for three weeks.

Anne Laure

Anne Laure seems secretly pleased that she’ll get some peace and quiet over the next couple of weeks!

The gang

Aude, Neil and Anne Laure in the car park of the Dog Inn