Happy Birthday Alice

Nell: It’s Alice’s birthday today.

Me: I can’t believe my little girl is 39. How did that happen?

Nell: You say that every year.

Me: I do, don’t I?

Nell: I hope she’s having better weather than we are here.

Me: Do you think everyone discusses the weather, or just we Brits?

Nell: Our weather is changeable. It makes it more interesting.

Me: True.

Nell: Anyway, in honour of Alice, Herr Hoffmann has made us a special cake for tea.

Me: I had a Poppy moment then. Afternoon tea was her speciality.

Nell: I know but David is going to do his best. There will be sandwiches, crusts off, and another attempt at scones.

Me: Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy.

Nell: I’ve written a poem for Alice, by the way. Would you like to hear it?

Me: Very much.

Nell: ‘Darling Alice,

What can I say?

Except Happy Birthday

On your special day.

So many people

Are thinking of you

And wishing you sunshine

And happiness too.

Your mother sends hugs

And is sad she’s not there,

Although she has a piece of Berlin

In the shape of a bear,

Who has stepped in to help us

When we needed it most,

With freshly baked rolls

And hot buttered toast.

Fayely and Jonathan

Want you to know

That you’re the best mummy

There ever was, so

Let’s raise our tea cups

And cake in the air

With love for Alice

And thanks to that bear.’

Me: Perfect. I think you might have a soft spot for Herr Hoffmann.

Nell: I must admit I’m finding him a great comfort during this sad time.

Me: We all are. And the cake helps.

Nell: Everything is better with cake. Now let’s celebrate that wonderful daughter of yours. No more tears.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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