What is your favourite memory and why?
Oh dear, this is a tough one. I actually remember so many different things and yet I can never remember which was my favourite or why. I mean, there are so many different reasons for something to be your favourite, so how can you only pick one?
One of my favourite memories is actually from last December. My granny was turning 75 and everyone was going to there to celebrate except me. She was told she would just be going to my house for a dinner, mainly because she didn’t want a fuss. What she didn’t realised was that my aunt was flying over from Dundee to visit, and my granny’s sister and brother-in-law would be there for dinner too. So the day started out with her getting her birthday present from me and Rachel – couldn’t tell you now what it was we bought her. The first surprise came when I had a bunch of flowers delivered to her. She phoned me to tell me off and thank me. Her husband used to always buy her flowers on her birthday, and when he died my mum took over the tradition but I knew she’d forgotten to buy them that year.
I then phoned Mum to let her know that I’d spoken to Granny, and she asked me to phone Rachel and Dad who were at home preparing for dinner to make sure everything was going according to plan. It was then that I heard that my aunt’s flight was delayed and so I was to phone Granny’s sister and ask her to delay going to Granny’s for lunch (that was the cover so that Granny would be in over lunch when my aunt got there) and she had heard of the delay so we chatted a little bit before I went to my lecture.
After the lecture, I went straight to the airport and got on a flight to Belfast. I was there that early, they offered to swap me to an earlier flight but I declined as I knew I had a taxi booked from the airport to the house. Thankfully I didn’t get that flight, as one of the engines had a problem and they ended up having to divert to a different airport! Unfortunately, this resulted in my flight running late. I got to the airport to find my taxi had left without me and I had to wait for another one to show up. When I got in and explained to the driver what was happening, he was great about it. We chatted happily until we got to the nursing home opposite the back of my house – I wanted to be dropped off somewhere they wouldn’t notice me. He only charged me half of what the fair actually was, so I gave him three quarters of the fair and told him to keep the quarter as a Christmas tip.
As I started to creep up the front steps, being careful not to set off the motion detection singing Christmas Tree at the front door, my neighbour walked out of his front door and went to call out to me so I quickly shushed him and waved before sneakily opening the door and set down my bag in the hall.
I could hear everyone talking and laughing. From the sounds of things, Mum and Rachel were in the kitchen fussing over the starters and how they were taking longer than they expected them to. As I started up the hall, Mum came out of the kitchen so I made a quick dive onto the stairs to avoid being seen. She was standing telling everyone that dinner would be another 5 minutes, when I appeared behind her and simply said ‘Have you enough for one more?’
Everyone started shouting and talking at once, and there were hugs all around. I’d been speaking to them all at some stage in the day and they were all astounded that I was actually standing there in front of them! To be honest, I’m smiling just thinking about it. As all the adults calmed down, and started to ask what I was doing there, Rachel came in looking baffled, asking why she could hear my voice, and when she saw me she hit me with a tea towel – apparently I wasn’t allowed to surprise everyone without warning her first!
It was a great night, with plenty of food and drink for everyone. Let’s just say, it’s a 75th birthday Granny won’t forget any time soon!