The 3rd of April is a very special date in our family.
Firstly (and most importantly), it's my Nanna's birthday.
Secondly, it's the date my parents first moved to Spain 24 years ago.
Thirdly, it's the opening anniversary of their restaurant 'Bogarts', a whopping 22 years ago!
It's also the day I made these bad boys for the first time!
Anyways, today is all about Nanna.
Most of my childhood memories are filled with images of hot summers spent round by her pool with my brother and my cousins. Playing in and out of the water with the rest of the "Calypso crew", wrecking havoc and marrying off the younger children to one another (sorry JoBro!).
I am so grateful for growing up living only 5 minutes away from my grandparents who were like 2nd parents to me, who loved me, fussed me and would do anything for me. I am so fortunate to have experienced that kind of love and kindness which has made me the way I am today.
It's also part of the reason why I am a Welsh rugby fanatic, feel proud to say I am half Welsh and feel more at home in Wales than any other part of the UK.
I had a date in the British countryside this weekend (I will tell you more about that later!) and was flying to England tonight, so I'd decided to organize a little birthday brunch for Nanna before my departure.
I will just have to make them again.
A little birdie told me she ended up at Bogarts with a a couple of certain little sidekicks (ehem, Mags and Mick) in the evening... Who turned Nanna's birthday into a whole weekend celebration!
Well I guess you can party all day when you are retired!
It's time for me to go now! Wish me luck in England!