Monday 22nd February

Happy birthday Elder Saunders. It was a Monday and that’s the day that the missionaries going home come into to office to get their bags weighed or to have their release interview with President. So for the first few that came in I told them it was Elder Saunders birthday. Then he got annoyed with me and said “Stop telling people It’s my birthday.” Okay so I did. How obedient am I? Not very I wrote on a piece of paper Happy Birthday Elder Saunders and put it on the counter in the reception area. I never said another word. 
Early in the morning there was a special delivery for Elder P Saunders. Hmm

 

Lucky ME!

 I’m not posting the photo of him nearly in tears but that was special.

Another thing that happened that was really special was that all of the missionaries, there were at least 12, sang happy birthday to him. That brought more tears to his eyes.

We finished in the office quite late so we decided to first go home and then go out for dinner somewhere special which is what happened but not quite as he expected.

I persuaded him to walk into Dinsdale to the restaurant. Walking into Dinsdale is something we never do so why he didn’t suspect anything I do not know. As we were leaving our house I noticed a container on the side which belonged to Sister Sayce.

"I just want to drop this off on our way."

"Hmm" grunted Elder Saunders and as we were approaching her door he said.

“Your going to be here over an hour.”

“No” said I.

“Yes, and more.” Thought I.

Anyway when Ann came to the door I told her we were going out to eat. Then Sandy came to the door as well and sang Happy Birthday. When they moved out of the door way we could see that the table was laid up for a party. HIS!

That wasn’t the end of his surprises. Ann had bought him a lovely Kiwi tie and Sandy a box of Maltesers. Both very thoughtful gifts.

 

Thanks for all the birthday wishes for him, I think he had a very happy birthday.