I felt like the Ambassador's guest

A few weeks back I gave my neighbour lift to the airport, as he was off to sunny Lanzarotte for a two week break. Anyone who has been reading my blog since I started it will remember David who had his leg in plaster and then had a nasty fall. You may also recall that I used to take him the odd bowl of soup etc when he couldn't manage to cook. Going on holiday when he did meant he managed to miss all the storms. He came home having had a wonderful time in a five star hotel, and looking quite tanned, lucky him. Well, he was very grateful for the lift and the help I had given him so he brought me a little gift which was very thoughtful but quite unnecessary, particularly as he is a tailor and has done lots of little alterations to various garments sometimes free and sometimes for a fraction of the real cost. Any way I accepted the gift graciously and when I opened it I thought I was at the Ambassador's Party (do you remember the original advert. I found this video on you tube).
As you can see below I got my own mini version, very nice but no good for my expanding waist line.