Mothers Day-2015

 Mother’s Day, Down Under, 2015

Today, May 10, is Mothers Day…and a cold wet day it is.

Another 48 points of rain fell over night.

We were destined for a family lunch today,

however, with offspring working odd hours or

attending church services that ran well beyond

our normal lunch hour,

our luncheon gathering has been turned into a dinner date.

This year’s outing will  be different to

past Mother’s Day outings as it will be the first time a

PDIL has been on the scene.


Potential Daughter In Law…

commonly known as a girlfriend.


We are looking forward to a pleasant Mother’s Day outing

with our ‘free fooders.


Image via/courtesy of  Number One son’s Facebook page, 2014.

Which leaves me wondering if I need a credit card tonight

when they take their Mother out for Mother’s Day.


Time will tell!

I wish all other Mums around the world

a Happy Mother’s Day,

this year, also.


Mothers Day-2014

 Mother’s Day, Down Under, 2014

Today, May 11, is Mothers Day…Down Under!  Last year it was breakfast with the offspring on the Saturday morning before Mother’s Day.

This year no such luck.  It was deemed, by Number One, that it was Number Two’s turn to ‘shout’ breakfast.  As our youngest works on Saturdays breakfast didn’t happen this year.  Of course our eldest, who I sometimes think has spiders in his pockets missed out on the ideal opportunity to win brownie points with Mother, and more importantly…a cheap breakfast shout!

So being at the proverbial ‘loose end’ someone suggested that MGW and I go out for lunch on Mother’s Day.  After some negotiation regarding venue and time, a 1.30 PM lunch was approved by MGW and yours truly.  Then a voice said, ‘the kids could probably come after church if lunch is that time!’  And so it was.  All of us together again.  A relatively rare occasion and an enjoyable afternoon.  So interesting to watch our offspring’s attitudes change and mature.

Now back to ‘shouting’.  As I said Number Two could not shout breakfast on Saturday, due to work commitments, so MGW and I (plus 2) booked a table at a nearby eatery for Sunday lunch.  Some things just don’t change…  Ah well!  Thank goodness for credit cards.  Definitely worth it.


Image via/courtesy of  Number One son’s Facebook page.

All in all we had a very pleasant Mother’s Day.

I hope all other Mums around the world had a Happy Mother’s Day, this year, also.


Mothers Day

Tomorrow, Sunday, May 12, is Mother’s Day in Australia. I specify Australia as I think it could be Father’s Day in England. At least it was in 1976 and I totally confused my Dad when I sent him Father’s Day card from England in May! For all I know it may be Father’s Day in the entire northern hemisphere. But, I digress! Let’s move the story back Down Under.

This year our eldest told his Mother he would take her out to brunch at The Coffee Cartel cafe in Leather St., Breakwater on the imageoutskirts of Geelong. Brunch? Ten to ten thirty am? Oh, and Dad could come but he would have to pay for himself….. Sound familiar?

Now WE (Mum and Dad) breakfast around 0800 on weekends so there was no way that we would make it through to ten-thirty without some sustenance. Ten-thirty maybe the usual time for the twenty-something generation but not for these parents! While the ‘little ones’ still slept, the ‘olds’ rose at their normal time and partook of a reduced breakfast so there would be room left to enjoy brunch.

image imageAfter a forty minute drive through Geelong found the Coffee Cartel in what appeared to be, and was, an industrial estate; located appropriately on the corner of Leather St and Industrial Place.

Upon our arrival Several groups were enjoying their own quiet outdoors brunch in the late autumn sun. The interior of the establishment was decorated with fashionable retro style furniture and complete with appropriate mood music.

Our host, as expected, was on ‘twenty-something’ time and arrived about fifteen minutes after the oldies, who by then were beginning to feel like their throats had been cut!

Menus arrived. Orders were placed and it looked as if number one son was going let the moths out of his wallet and pay for the old man! Looked like…

Cappuccinos all round soon were gracing our table. And they tasted as good as they looked. It was way past imagethe oldies Saturday morning ‘cuppa’ time and we were really hanging out for our caffeine hit!

All the twenty-somethings could do was grumble light heatedly about how early the hour was for breakfast.

Breakfasts varied. Fettuccine and Avocado for Mum, a Big and Hearty Breakfast for number two son, eggs and toast for number one son (and host) and a breakfast called Sliders for Dad. I have been assured that all other breakfasts were excellent as was the aptly named Sliders breakfast. My hands have a slight tremor and while eating one of my mini-burgers some bacon managed to slide….out of the burger, side swipe my shirt and come to a grinding holt as it smashed to the floor.

imageIt could not get any worse….so I thought. Did you know that potato cakes, like the one in the cup, are not designed to be picked by hand. Let me assure you that if you do that a large portion of it will break off landing who knows where, thereby making you breakfast experience even more embarrassing!

However, today was not about Dad. Today was about taking Mum out for Mother’s Day and as it turned out the Coffee Cartel provided an excellent venue for a family gathering. Number one has lived in Melbourne for over twelve months and even when he does spend a weekend with us we have to share his time with other acquaintances. Mum loved brunch with her three boys as two of them have grown into lovely young men. Unfortunately MGW is still stuck with me and lives in hope that I too, will grow up……one day!

So happy Mother’s Day to the dear one in our lives from all her boys.

Photographs courtesy of My Good Wife and Number one son.