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This week-end we were in Leeds for a family celebration: Oscar, Adrian's oldest nephew turned 18 on Saturday.
We went up on the train in the morning, checked-in at the Queen's hotel in City Square, had a look around the city centre and then met him and the rest of the family at an Italian restaurant, where they often go.
The restaurant was really busy (there was a queue outside at 5:30 pm), hot and noisy. It turned out that there were 5 birthday celebrations that night: we know that because for 5 times a group of waiters rushed to tables shaking tamburins and singing Happy Birthday.
So, for me, the best part of the evening was later, when we went back to Fiona's for cake, drinks and some relaxed conversation.
I cannot quite believe that Oscar (here on the right-hand side) is 18! It only seems like yesterday when I met him for the first time: he was 7. Tempus fugit.
We went up on the train in the morning, checked-in at the Queen's hotel in City Square, had a look around the city centre and then met him and the rest of the family at an Italian restaurant, where they often go.
The restaurant was really busy (there was a queue outside at 5:30 pm), hot and noisy. It turned out that there were 5 birthday celebrations that night: we know that because for 5 times a group of waiters rushed to tables shaking tamburins and singing Happy Birthday.
So, for me, the best part of the evening was later, when we went back to Fiona's for cake, drinks and some relaxed conversation.
I cannot quite believe that Oscar (here on the right-hand side) is 18! It only seems like yesterday when I met him for the first time: he was 7. Tempus fugit.
