We were Invited to a lunchtime birthday party.  It was Annie Stanton’s birthday.  It was meant to be a surprise party organised by George, but one guest replied to Annie, in the belief that a husband could not be organising anything on his own.   What a sexist thought. Weather not quite up to scratch, they even had the central heating on, and the Aga roaring away, but it didn’t stop everyone having a lovely time.