Hmmmm, that’s a tough 1. There’s been so many!
Here’s a small selection –
There were the parties at McDonald’s when I was little. I loved them, every year they were the same – party games such as which team can make the tallest paper cup tower and quick tour of the McDonald’s kitchen then a happy meal for all. I’ve got pictures somewhere of my at my 5th birthday in a pale pink, puffy satin dress with lacey puff ball sleeves standing up on one of the McDonald’s benches in Romford, Essex looking very proud of myself and my teams cup tower. Its a shame those parties had to stop, they were so simple but can you imagine going into a McDonald’s kitchen now – you’d find out all their naughty secrets, it would be fascinating.
Another party I loved was my sisters 3rd or 4th birthday party. I didn’t like it because it was particularly fun or enjoyable I liked it because of the memories it gave our family and the lesson it taught my mum – lesson learnt, never let my stepdad but supplies for a children’s party. Mum had been busy working all day and totally forgot to get party food for the party so asked Rob (that’s my stepdad) to go get the supplies after work. Now then, if you knew you were having a child’s birthday party what would you pick up? Sweets, cake maybe? Juice and possibly sausage rolls? Not Rob he brought 2 cases or champagne, cheese and biscuits and vegetable crisps ….. That was it! Honest …. Like I said, lesson learnt.
My dad threw me a 6 and a bit birthday party once. It was in my grandad’s garden and everyone just spent the day hanging out round the pool as I remember it being really hot. When it came to the cake it had 6 and a bit candles on it the only down size to the day was when my party trick went wrong. All day I had been practising running from the top garden straight down through the sliding glass doors and jumping into the pool. When everyone arrived I made them all watch me, I ran full pelt down the garden which was about 50 foot long so I picked up some speed straight at the wrong door, the door I ran at my closed ‘smack’ and down I went, just like in the cartoons when I came round I was sitting on dads lap ready to try it again!
More to follow soon,
Sally x
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