Can we have a dessert menu?

Well, thank God that week is over. I was running out of fake smiles. People just don't get that although I work with kids and I love my kids, I don't always love parents, politics and paperwork. The three P's of childcare. I force myself to smile but I'm dying a little inside everyday. (Wow, this afternoon vino is working the depressing side of my brain, clearly. ) But really, two of my older children having toileting incidents at 5.45 on a Friday. Are you kidding me? A number one and a number two. I just don't need that kinda shit.....ha ha.
Luckily my train was on time though, for the first time this year, which was great and I managed to get a lot of writing done too. So am up north for the weekend, breathing in that lovely northern air.

I just had a lovely meal with one of my oldest and dearest friends C and we had a wonderful chin wag. I do love coming up north. Everything is cheaper, the people are friendlier and there's a certain sense of nostalgia. Though every time I come, which granted is only once a month at the moment, something has changed. The Clinic has been knocked down, completely demolished. The Halifax has disappeared and with it the cash machine. And in place is yet another dress shop. How many people need posh dresses in Standish. I mean, I know it's the posh part of Wigan, but please. Anyone would think it's like Newport in the OC, black tie functions every week. Hmmmmm. I have recently been revisiting my teenage past, with yet another guilty pleasure and watching season one of the OC. I'd forgotten how hot Benjamin Mckensie was. And the sexual tension is incredible. Brooding men and sexual tension. Ahhhhhhhh, heaven! I have so many guilty pleasures, I'm not sure I'm even guilty about them. In fact I know I'm just not guilty.

As usual, I digress.......

We had a lovely meal but oh dear, the desserts. We were both pondering our choices and I had it wittled down to two, Raspberry mousse or Forest fruit cheese cake. He came for our order and I went with the mousse. He walked off....this wasn't looking good. A shake of the head. Damn! They don't have any.. Okay then, cheesecake it is. Another shake of the head. You've got to be freakin' kidding me. Do you have anything on the menu? Was there any point in bringing us the menu? So, as I didn't fancy anything chocolatey I had to go with the English classic Apple Pie, which granted was very nice, but just think if this is the state of the desserts in the afternoon then there are gonna be some unhappy women later on.

Apologies, I feel this blog had no particular direction. I will try better next time. To be fair, I'll proabably be ranting about the NHS next as I'm going to visit my Gran again later and now she has like two hospital superbugs and half the staff don't know her meds or that she can't weight bear and they are basically useless.
So, at least you have that to look forward to.

Have a good Saturday
Helen
xx