Scott's Last Birthday
Jun. 6th, 2011 12:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tealinONE HUNDRED YEARS AGO TODAY!
It is my birthday, a fact I might easily have forgotten, but my kind people did not. At lunch an immense birthday cake made its appearance and we were photographed assembled about it. Clissold had decorated its sugared top with various devices in chocolate and crystallised fruit, flags and photographs of myself.
I take inordinate pride in how well I have learned to identify people, so:
L-R: Birdie, Atch, Silas, 'Marie' (Nelson), Teddy, Scott, Wilson, Sunny Jim, Griff, Gran, Oates(?) and possibly Cherry's hand
After my walk I discovered that great preparations were in progress for a special dinner, and when the hour for that meal arrived we sat down to a sumptuous spread with our sledge banners hung about us. Clissold’s especially excellent seal soup, roast mutton and red currant jelly, fruit salad, asparagus and chocolate – such was our menu. For drink we had cider cup, a mystery not yet fathomed, some sherry and a liqueur.
Standing: L, Oates; R, Gran
Sitting, L-R: Atch! Meares! Cherry! Griff! Marie! Teddy! Scott! Wilson! Sunny Jim! Birdie! Silas! Deb! And— ... uh, Day?
As much as I would love to go back in time and find out what this unfathomable 'cider cup' was ...
I don't think my greetings would go over very well.
Also, a birthday cake with little photos of the birthday-ee all over it? How adorable is that? Especially when they're probably all scowling!
It is my birthday, a fact I might easily have forgotten, but my kind people did not. At lunch an immense birthday cake made its appearance and we were photographed assembled about it. Clissold had decorated its sugared top with various devices in chocolate and crystallised fruit, flags and photographs of myself.
I take inordinate pride in how well I have learned to identify people, so:
L-R: Birdie, Atch, Silas, 'Marie' (Nelson), Teddy, Scott, Wilson, Sunny Jim, Griff, Gran, Oates(?) and possibly Cherry's hand
After my walk I discovered that great preparations were in progress for a special dinner, and when the hour for that meal arrived we sat down to a sumptuous spread with our sledge banners hung about us. Clissold’s especially excellent seal soup, roast mutton and red currant jelly, fruit salad, asparagus and chocolate – such was our menu. For drink we had cider cup, a mystery not yet fathomed, some sherry and a liqueur.
Standing: L, Oates; R, Gran
Sitting, L-R: Atch! Meares! Cherry! Griff! Marie! Teddy! Scott! Wilson! Sunny Jim! Birdie! Silas! Deb! And— ... uh, Day?
As much as I would love to go back in time and find out what this unfathomable 'cider cup' was ...
I don't think my greetings would go over very well.
Also, a birthday cake with little photos of the birthday-ee all over it? How adorable is that? Especially when they're probably all scowling!
