Grown men and bad dreams

Ok, when did that happen, a boy goes away to university and not even a year later this grown man turns up at my house claiming to be my son!!!! He still my little boy, we laugh at the same things, we cuddle up on the sofa, he can still eat chocolate flakes like they were going out of fashion! There was one thing he did for me tho ....he had a shave! Now I adore a hairy man, and I mean hairy , not just scraps of beard here and there, and there is nothing more lovely than a man with a hairy chest! Not sure about his hairy chest yet but if he's like his Dad there will be something to stroke! One thing I have noticed is a thickening of the child like waistline........he said its not a beer belly but a shot bucket!! Lol! Whether it is the returning of the lad for a while or just a hot chilli mixed with hormones I had the strangest dream last night. It involved a young man, a large park, one big tree, a room without a toilet, my resignation , lots of phone calls, a turnstile , a trip in a car, a poncho and lots of almost sex!!! I'm blaming the hormones :) Today we are supposed to me having our party in the park for Queenies Jubilee. It's been pissing it down all night , so I'm not sure how it's going to go. Let's just say I'll be popping open some champagne regardless, and we may have to resort to plan be. Anyway it's not the weather, food or drink that make for a good time.....it's the people and we know lots of lovely people so we are sure to have a good time. Whatever you are up to today - have fun!!