Mr Rush Hour celebrated his birthday this week. Usually it’s a tradition of ours to both take the day off work and escape into town for an exhibition and swanky lunch sans the children. Except this year Mr Rush Hour’s birthday fell in the Easter school holidays so Eve and Leah joined in too. They were exceptionally good (the hot chocolate bribe still works) in the Ben Nicholson and Mondrian exhibition at the Courtauld, which is really excellent and although not in any way child friendly is only two small rooms, so do-able with even the whiniest of small children.

A sunshiny picnic lunch in St James’ Park  pleased everyone

Then later on we took the girls out with us to dinner. They were very, very excited about this which was sweet but the words ‘romantic’ and ‘relaxing’ could not be used to describe the experience. Then again after two martinis we were numb to their naughtiness!

Happy birthday my love x